Chapter Seventeen: The Pretty Maid's Yearning for Love

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Chapter Seventeen: The Pretty Maid's Yearning for Love, the Infatuated Young Master Meets a Kind-hearted Person
. It is said that Yuanyang comforted Xiren and returned to Grandmother Jia's room, only to report to Baoyu that he had a slight headache, had taken medicine, and was asleep, and was otherwise fine. Grandmother Jia was relieved, and after chatting for a while, she also lay down on the bed
and dozed off. Yuanyang quietly withdrew and returned to her own room. Her mind drifted back to what she had seen in Baoyu's room, and she couldn't help but think to herself, "That little vixen Qingwen, usually so quiet and gentle, I never expected her to be so wanton in bed. But she seemed to be in pain, yet she cried out in pleasure. What kind of feeling is that…? That thing under Baoyu's body is so thick and long, can it really fit inside a woman's body?" Thinking about this, she felt a sensation in her own body.
Yuanyang blushed and muttered to herself, "It's all your fault, you shameless things…" She only squeezed her legs together even tighter. "Is it really so pleasurable to be penetrated by a man's penis?" she asked, gently twisting her legs. Although Yuanyang had served the old lady for ten years, she had remained chaste. Now, as the old lady's favorite, no one dared to make any advances. But what woman in the world doesn't yearn for love? Every night, in the quiet of the night, she would dream of a perfect husband holding her, tenderly caring for her.
Yuanyang, though a maid, considered herself superior. She considered not only the servants and lowly men, but even the masters and gentlemen of the mansion filthy and vulgar—certainly not the object of her fantasies. As for Baoyu, though handsome and talented, in Yuanyang's eyes he was still an immature child, and she had never considered him. The men Yuanyang fantasized about were merely idealized figures from operas and historical stories. Now she realized that Baoyu had actually grown into a man.
In this way, without realizing it, Yuanyang replaced the image of the dashing young man she usually fantasized about with Baoyu. "Damn it! Why did I even think of Baoyu!" Yuanyang forcibly banished the image of Baoyu from her imagination. But her legs remained tightly clamped together. Her labia were already wet, rubbing together, making them very slippery. The sensitive flesh inside her vagina writhed gently with the twisting of her legs, waves of tingling sensations arose spontaneously. "If Baoyu had been holding me instead, I wonder if I would have cried out like that little hussy Qingwen? Ah..." Yuanyang only rubbed her two slender, beautiful legs together, her labia pressed together, waves of pleasure washing over her from below. Her delicate clitoris was also pressed together by the soft labia, making her even more unable to control herself. In just a moment, the young girl in the throes of first love brought herself to a small climax.
She breathed a few breaths softly, Yuanyang's face still slightly flushed. Hearing no movement outside, she quietly took off her fur trousers and changed into a clean pair. The crotch of the trousers she had taken off was already damp with honey-like fluid. Two red blushes crept onto Yuanyang's temples. "Today I'm even more wet than usual. I'm so shameless!" she thought. She secretly washed the soiled trousers and hung them to dry in a secluded spot.
Meanwhile, Baoyu, seeing Yuanyang leave angrily, and Xiren chasing after her, was also filled with unease. He feared Yuanyang would report this to the master, and a beating from him would be a minor matter. Xiren was placed in his room by Lady Wang, the intention of which was self-evident, so it wasn't a serious offense. But Qingwen, he feared, could no longer stay in this courtyard. Thinking of this, Baoyu couldn't help but sigh deeply.
Qingwen, however, comforted Baoyu, saying, "Second Master, please don't worry. I, Qingwen, have served you for so many years, and now I'm receiving your favor. Although my time is short, I'm content. Everyone has their own destiny. If I leave now, I still have Sister Xiren by your side."
Hearing this, Baoyu became even more melancholy.
It was quite a while before Xiren returned. Baoyu hurriedly asked, "How did it go? Did Sister Yuanyang agree?" Seeing the tear stains on Xiren's eyes still wet, he quickly wiped them away. Xiren smiled and said, "It's settled. I think Yuanyang will keep our secret." She then recounted the events to Baoyu and Qingwen. Baoyu finally breathed a sigh of relief. Some time passed, and indeed, no one mentioned the matter, so everyone was finally at ease.
Meanwhile, Fengjie, being a shrewd person, noticed that nothing escaped her notice. She sensed that Baoyu had been acting suspiciously these past few days, especially in Grandmother Jia's room. Yuanyang was the same; she dared not look Baoyu in the eye in front of others. Occasionally, when their eyes met, she would immediately lower her head, blushing, and fidgeting with her clothes or handkerchief. Fengjie, being an experienced woman, understood the reason, but she didn't have the chance to ask for details.
"Ah… Baoyu… so good! You're making me feel so good! Much better than… much better than your brother! Again! Harder!"
"Sister Feng, just wait to climax,"
Baoyu said, thrusting harder again, plunging his penis deep into her vagina with each stroke, slamming it against her clitoris. The sounds of the impact grew louder and louder.
"Coming… coming…"
Fengjie was too weak to continue Baoyu's thrusts; if Baoyu hadn't been holding her buttocks tightly, she would have already collapsed onto the bed. Now, once again brought to the peak of passion by Baoyu, she felt her body go weak and could no longer support herself, collapsing onto the bed. Baoyu's still erect penis was forced out of Fengjie's body.
"Baoyu, what's wrong with you? You can ejaculate and get hard again, and then ejaculate again. You've already ejaculated four times this afternoon. Did you take some kind of magic pill? You're going to fuck my soul out of me!"
Fengjie nestled against Baoyu's chest, stroking his penis with her hand.
"Good sister, you're making fun of me again. What kind of magic pill could this be? It's just that I've missed you these past few days. But I do think it's true that your vagina is tighter than before, and it feels really good to have it inside!"
"How could that be? Yesterday, when your brother and I were making love, I felt that his penis was still so short. If I'm tighter, wouldn't his penis have gotten smaller too? It's more reasonable that your precious thing has grown up."
"Is that so? Sister, you actually say so too, just like Xiren and the others."
"I'll measure it and I'll know."
After saying that, Fengjie put Baoyu's penis into her mouth and tried her best to push it in. She pushed the glans all the way to her throat, but still only swallowed half of it. After sucking on it for a while, Fengjie finally released her breath and said, panting, "Your cock has really grown bigger again." "
Does sister like it?"
"It's so ugly..." "Then how about we explore sister's back door again?"
"No, I can't! I've already climaxed seven or eight times today. Do you really want to make me unable to get out of bed?"
Fengjie said, tightening her legs, clamping Baoyu's large hand, which was touching her private parts, between her legs, preventing it from moving.
Baoyu knew that Jia Lian was in the mansion, and if he did it too roughly, he might leave marks, and Jia Lian would inevitably find out in the evening, so he stopped violating her. He simply pressed his hand gently on Fengjie's tender vulva and massaged it lightly. Fengjie enjoyed the massage and unconsciously closed her eyes, her legs relaxing as she enjoyed Baoyu's caresses.
"Baoyu, what's going on between you and that little hussy Yuanyang?"
Fengjie asked unexpectedly. "This..." Baoyu stammered, unsure how to begin, and his hands stopped moving. Fengjie felt the hand on her tender vulva stop massaging, and unconsciously shifted her lower body, rubbing against Baoyu's hand. "You silly boy, is there anything you can't tell me?"
Baoyu then resumed his finger movements, recounting the day he and Qingwen were caught by Yuanyang, and also expressing his worries. Unexpectedly, Fengjie giggled upon hearing this. Her breasts swayed alluringly.
Baoyu grasped Fengjie's breast with his other hand, saying, "Good sister, you're teasing Baoyu again. Give me some advice, that's serious!"
"Alas, my good brother, you're such a clever and intelligent person, but when you get confused, you're truly beyond redemption. If I hadn't caught you and that little hussy Xiren that day, how could we be here today? Now it's just old wine in new bottles, and you've become confused."
"Sister, I'm afraid that's not true. Sister Yuanyang is usually the most composed and dignified person..."
"Oh? So you're implying I'm just a shameless harlot?"
Fengjie feigned anger. This made Baoyu serious again, and he was about to swear an oath when Fengjie immediately stopped him. Fengjie said, "You still don't understand a woman's heart. Do you know how many women are tempted by your precious jade? Even I can't resist, let alone a naive young girl like Yuanyang? Just look at her expressions and actions these days; she's the very picture of a young girl in love, there's no doubt about it."
"Sister, this is no joke!"
"When have I ever joked about such things? It's you who's interested in her, isn't it?"
"Sister Yuanyang is indeed a fairy-like person, but she usually only stays with the old lady and never jokes or teases others. I feel that I am a bit too high-ranking for her... Besides, now that I have your favor, I really dare not ask for more."
When Fengjie heard Baoyu say this, she was naturally happy, but said, "I am satisfied with your words. I am also from a poor family. As long as you think of me, I am content. If Baoyu is willing, I will arrange for her to be with you."
Baoyu was overjoyed. "If that can be done, then I must thank you, sister!"
Fengjie raised her almond eyes and smiled charmingly, "How will you thank me?"
"How about I let you be a fairy again?" Ah...you...you bad boy...this is not repaying me, you...you...you are clearly bullying me...ah!" The sounds of lust between men and women came from the room again.

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