Chapter Fifty-Nine of the Secrets of the Dream of the Red Chamber

Chapter 59: Cuiping's Secret Pleasure
The two kissed passionately, their tongues moving like fish, swimming back and forth, oblivious to their surroundings.
After a long while, Keqing finally managed to push the man away, panting, "Are you full? Let's go, I'll tell them I'll wash my face and go back."
Baoyu said, "No, I'm not full yet." He led her to the corner of the corridor and forcibly kissed her again. He had a thousand words to say, but his mouth was too busy.
Keqing also longed for this man of her dreams. Although she was filled with worry and fear, she couldn't bring herself to refuse. She kissed Baoyu passionately for a long time, her body already weak and limp, unable to stand, almost collapsing onto him.
Baoyu said, "Qingqing, I've missed you so much these past few days. I almost wanted to go to the East Mansion to find you."
Keqing whimpered, "Me too, one night... I even... um..."
She had originally wanted to be reserved and not say Zhu's words, but it turned out like this.
Baoyu saw that her cheeks were flushed, her eyes seemed drunk, and she was incomparably beautiful. He couldn't help but become unrestrained with his hands, and everything he touched was burning hot.
Keqing noticed and whimpered, "No... no..."
But Baoyu became more and more intense. He grabbed her breast through her clothes and kneaded and caressed it forcefully, and he also kissed her snowy neck.
Ke Qing leaned against the wall, looking weak and powerless, and said, "Bao Yu, I really should go in now. Let's talk for a while."
Bao Yu groaned, "I can't go, I can't go. Ke Qing, I'm dreaming about you more and more often. I dreamt about you again last night, but you're so elusive and hard to grasp. It's driving me crazy."
Ke Qing kept kissing his head, her heart filled with infatuation, and said, "If only there were a way to meet in dreams, then I would come to you every night."
Bao Yu raised his head and kissed Ke Qing's eyebrows, eyelids, and eyelashes. He murmured, "I've finally managed to come all this way. I must remember every single detail of you today, so that it might be clearer in my dreams."
Ke Qing was stunned by his words, carefully considering their meaning, and a wave of sadness washed over her. "This is the one who truly loves me, this is my true darling, yet it cannot last."
Prince Bei Jing, Shi Rong, had spoken countless tender words to her, surpassing even Bao Yu's affections, and had even gifted her a priceless pearl, yet she had never entertained such thoughts. This showed the mystery of fate, truly beyond reason.
Bao Yu's breath was burning hot, and his other hand was already inside the woman's sash, passionately caressing her soft, flat belly.
Although Ke Qing was extremely reluctant, she still retained a sliver of reason, and softly moaned, "You...you can come find me tomorrow, now...it really can't...um...um...oh dear!"
Her hand inside her clothes had slid down, and some finger had hooked onto her delicate area.
Baoyu's middle finger reached first, followed by his index finger, slipping into the crevice of her vulva. It immediately became wet, slippery and sticky like a frying pan. Sensing that she was also aroused, he was even more burning with desire, and murmured, "Qingqing, I want you, I want you, I want you now..."
Keqing shook her head violently, anxiously and helplessly saying, "If... if someone sees us, then... then I'll die."
Baoyu ignored her, his nose pressed against her breasts, inhaling only the fragrant scents, his mind almost completely blank.
Keqing felt his lower body pressing against her, something pressing tightly against her lower abdomen through her clothes, already as hard as a rock. Suddenly, her passion erupted, a hot, sticky fluid gushing out from within, flowing all over his hands. She moaned uncontrollably, "You're killing me."
Baoyu didn't speak, but withdrew his hand and, trembling, began to strip off her clothes. Knowing she couldn't escape, Keqing noticed a few large, moss-covered rocks under the eaves, partially hidden by clumps of bamboo forming a verdant screen. She whispered in the boy's ear, "Go over there."
Baoyu, as if hearing a divine message, immediately picked up the limp, lovely girl and carried her behind the rocks, placing her on the soft green grass. He continued undressing her.
Keqing clutched her upper garment, refusing to let him remove it, and breathed heavily, saying, "It's fine like this, it's cold."
In truth, she feared someone might come and she wouldn't be able to undress in
time. Baoyu, already satisfied, quickly removed his outer robe and wrapped it around her upper body. Then, he pulled out his now-erect penis, held her porcelain-like legs to her waist, and tremblingly aimed at her drooling vulva, thrusting it in.
Keqing bit her hand hard, letting out a soft moan. She felt the man's member scrape against her tender flesh, pressing against her heart, and she was instantly overwhelmed with pleasure.
The intoxicating scene was described in half of the *Mandarin Duck Manual*: "Her skirt half-undone, embroidered with peaches. Her eyes were glazed, her slender hands clasped, her waist shimmered, her spirits intertwined. She felt her desire was intense, her springtime longing burning, enough to make her lose all composure, letting herself trample the fragrant blossoms. Her weak body could not resist, and she took hold, parting the peach blossoms."
Baoyu, plucking at her flower's heart, thrust wildly dozens of times, until his legs ached and he was breathless. He then calmed down slightly and saw Keqing below, her body overflowing with honey, a chaotic mess. His heart melted, and he cupped her jade thighs in his hands, carefully observing the exquisite union. He saw her delicate red clitoris and rouge rubbing together—truly the most enchanting sight in the world.
Keqing was deeply ashamed, yet remained silent, letting
him take liberties with her. She thought, "If this makes me feel so good, then I'll let you have your way." Her beautiful eyes were fixed on the man she admired, watching his greedy and domineering expression, and she felt a wave of intoxication wash over her.
It was afternoon, the sun shining brightly. Their bodies, white as jade, were set against the backdrop of green stones, bamboo, and mushrooms, making them incredibly alluring. They looked at each other hazily, their gazes meeting in a daze, feeling a surge of pleasure, a sweet and delightful sensation.
But all good things in the world are fleeting. Before they had even reached their hundredth thrust, Baoyu felt his essence thicken, and he could no longer slow down. His thrusts grew faster and faster, his massive member emerging like a clam's mouth, each stroke penetrating her flower palace, the glans repeatedly plunging into Keqing's tender heart.
Ke Qing's face was as white as rouge, her eyes were moist as if about to drip water, one hand was held to her mouth and bit down hard, while the other was bewildered and helpless, sometimes hooking onto the man and sometimes pushing him away, occasionally grabbing at the tender grass and tearing a few blades of grass into her palm. Bao Yu saw this and was truly enamored with this lovely girl, his lower body throbbing rapidly, and he kept calling out to Qing Qing.
Although Ke Qing was ecstatic, she was always worried that someone might overhear, so
she coaxed in a sweet voice, "Don't talk, kiss me." Bao Yu hurriedly lowered his head to kiss her, but his movements were slightly hesitant, unable to fully satisfy her. He simply lifted her two beautiful legs high and pushed them forward, pressing them open to her fragrant shoulders. Sure enough, he immediately felt great pleasure, his huge penis reaching her flower core with every thrust. Not only did he feel very good, but he could also take in the beautiful scenery at the point of contact. He suddenly remembered that time he met Ke Qing in a dream, and a fairy sister taught him bedroom secrets. It seemed that there was a similar position, but he couldn't remember what it was called.
Ke Qing's hair was disheveled and her hairpins were askew, and her back was already a patch of tender grass. Suddenly, she cried out "Ouch!" and goosebumps rose all over her body. She couldn't help but exclaim softly, "So deep."
Bao Yu groaned, "Is this good?"
He could clearly feel the shape of her flower core deep inside. His glans went numb with every touch, and all sorts of wonderful sensations piled up, making his release even more intense.
Keqing said in a trembling voice, "If you like it, then I like it."
Her delicate body tensed and relaxed with the man's thrusts, her two full, pear-shaped breasts swaying gently, their beauty beyond description.
Baoyu panted, "Qingqing, I... I'm coming."
Keqing nodded and said, "Yes, come quickly."
She was worried that being out too long would arouse suspicion, so she immediately raised her pink buttocks high, enduring the soreness and numbness, and offered her tender heart to the hot glans of Baoyu's penis for massage, hoping to quickly appease her beloved so she could rush back to the old lady's room.
Baoyu asked again, "Are you coming yet?"
He felt a little ashamed, realizing that this time it had been too fast.
Ke Qing's beautiful eyes were burning, but she whispered, "Call me, but softly, so no one can hear."
Bao Yu remembered that last time in the water pavilion, before Ke Qing was about to lose herself, she also asked him to call her name. He thought, "So Ke Qing likes this."
He immediately put his mouth to her ear and softly called out, "Qing Qing, Qing Qing, Qing Qing."
Ke Qing was instantly possessed. She thought she still had a hundred or so moments left, but as she heard the calls in her ear becoming gentler and gentler, her whole body went limp. Without uttering a sound, she lost herself before Bao Yu, and thick streams of fluid gushed from her flower-like eyes, softly coating the man's penis like cream.
Bao Yu groaned. He was already on the verge of losing himself, and he couldn't hold back any longer. He thrust down with all his might, and his swollen, enormous penis pressed tightly against the woman's tender heart. He felt a surge of pleasure throughout his body, and streams of hot fluid gushed out.
Keqing felt her innermost parts being rubbed wide open, her tender flesh seemingly being touched, causing an itchy sensation that made her feel dizzy and
weak. She felt hot drops of fluid penetrating her, penetrating very deeply, and her soul almost melted away. She almost cried out, but after desperately enduring it for a moment, she couldn't take it anymore and quickly bit the man's shoulder. Baoyu, on the other hand, felt a sudden wave of tingling numbness, first at the glans, then spreading to the shaft, and then his entire lower abdomen went numb. He felt no pain in his shoulder and smelled a rich, strange fragrance all around him, making him feel intoxicated.
One of them had lost pure yin essence, and the other had released the most precious yang essence, both rare treasures, so their experiences were naturally very different from ordinary ones.
After an unknown amount of time, Baoyu softly called out, "Qingqing, are you alright?"
Keqing, as if drunk, lay sprawled out, not uttering a sound.
Seeing her dazed and dreamy eyes, Baoyu felt both pity and tenderness. The weather was quite cold, so he wrapped her tightly in his robe and held her close.
After a while, he heard Keqing softly say, "Help me up quickly. They'll be suspicious if I'm out too long."
Baoyu said, "Never mind them, you rest a little longer."
Keqing refused, eager to get up. Baoyu couldn't persuade her otherwise, so he helped her sit up. Seeing her languid and delicate appearance, his tenderness and affection grew even stronger.
Keqing, her hands and feet weak, dressed and tied her skirt, carefully tidying her hair. She asked Baoyu, "Is there anything wrong with me?"
Baoyu smiled and said, "Everything is fine, except your face is still a little red."
Keqing gave him a playful glare, stood up, but felt her legs buckle and almost knelt down.
Baoyu hurriedly helped her up, surprised and laughing, "You're so tired!
You should sit for a while before you go." Keqing's face was flushed, and she bit her lip, stammering, "It's all because of you just now...you pressed down on my legs like that. Just a few steps and I'd be fine."
Baoyu felt reluctant to part with her and said, "Qingqing, there's still so much we haven't said. I'll come see you tomorrow."
Keqing said, "No need. You've already bullied me like that today...isn't that enough?"
Baoyu said, "You still don't want to see me."
Keqing said, "If I really didn't want to see you, I wouldn't have come out just now."
Baoyu thought... He swayed slightly and said, "Never mind, you said you'd come to my place tomorrow, are you going to go back on your word?"
Keqing was in a hurry to leave, and said helplessly, "Alright, alright, I can't persuade you otherwise, just don't be flustered when you go to school."
Baoyu stared at her and said, "What am I flustered about?"
Keqing pretended to hit him and said coquettishly, "I don't know! Let's go."
Baoyu helped her, and just as they were about to leave the rocky area, he suddenly heard Keqing let out a soft gasp. He quickly turned around and saw her looking down, her face full of panic. It turned out that a large wet patch was on her skirt, right in a conspicuous place. He was dumbfounded.
Keqing cried out in distress, "I'm going to die, I'm going to die, how am I going to go out like this!"
She grabbed a handkerchief and kept wiping it, but the wet patch was still as beautiful as a blooming peach blossom.
Baoyu, on the contrary, became happy and laughed, "Then let's not go out yet, let's stay here a little longer."
Keqing really punched him this time, her face contorted with grief, "It's all your fault!"
Baoyu's mind raced, and suddenly he thought of a place, saying, "There's a place that's absolutely safe, and it's not far from here. Let's go hide there first, and wait until this skirt dries."
Keqing almost burst into tears, stamping her feet anxiously, "We've already been delayed for a while, if we don't go back soon, they'll be looking for me!"
Baoyu coaxed, "What time is it now? The game has probably already ended. People will just think you've gone to sleep, who would come looking for you? If they're really still playing..." "Then you absolutely cannot go back, lest they ask and you have no answer."
Keqing, with her gentle and intelligent nature, carefully considered Baoyu's words and felt they made some sense. It was only because she felt guilty and had been so preoccupied with her own shortcomings that she kept getting stuck on this one point. After calming down a bit, she said, "But where can we hide? There are people everywhere in the garden."
Baoyu said, "Just come with me, I guarantee no one will see us."
Keqing, who managed the Ning Mansion's internal affairs perfectly and whose decisiveness was in no way inferior to Fengjie's, was completely at a loss at this moment. She could only obey Baoyu, wiping her dampness with a handkerchief and following him, dodging and weaving, trying to find places with few people. Fortunately, it was nap time, and they didn't encounter anyone on the way.
The two passed through several courtyards and came to a rockery. Baoyu said, "We're here."
Keqing looked carefully and saw that there was a small wooden house hidden among the dense vines. It was indeed very secluded, like a gardener's storage room. She asked, "What is this place?"
Baoyu smiled and said, "You'll know when you go in."
He took out a key from his sleeve, unlocked the door, and invited the beauty inside.
Keqing entered the room and was immediately taken aback. Although small, it was fully furnished with a dressing table, bench, small table, incense burner, standing mirror, canopy, bed, gauze drape, embroidered pillow, glass lamp, and other necessities. A soft Western velvet carpet was also laid on the floor, making the place unusually luxurious and comfortable. She couldn't help but ask in surprise, "What kind of place is this?"
Baoyu smiled and was thinking of how to coax her, but Keqing, with her sharp eyes, had already noticed the cosmetics bottles and powder boxes on the dressing table and said, "It looks like a woman's room."
Baoyu knew he couldn't hide it anymore, so he could only say, "This is actually a room arranged by your Aunt Feng, specially for her to cool off in the summer."
Keqing asked in surprise, "Her room... how do you have a key?"
Suddenly, her cheeks flushed red. She remembered what she had overheard her brother saying to Baoyu outside the room that day, and she immediately realized that this must be the love nest of this frivolous young master and that beautiful Aunt Feng.
Baoyu stammered, "I saw that her house was very unique, so I asked to borrow it for a while, and then I forgot to return the key."
Keqing felt both ashamed and bitter, and remained silent.
Suddenly, Baoyu grabbed her and started to take off her skirt. Keqing
quickly grabbed the handkerchief at her waist and said, "What nonsense are you talking about!"
Baoyu laughed, "Take it off and spread it out to dry, so it will dry faster."
Keqing thought it made sense and knew what this lecherous man was up to. But seeing that the small wooden house was very secluded, with trees all around for several dozen feet, she felt safe. She gave him a coquettish look, let go of his hand, and whispered, "Little devil."
Baoyu then took off Keqing's skirt, spread it out on the small table to dry, turned around, picked it up, and placed it on Fengjie's fragrant couch. Then he took off his boots, got into bed with her, and pulled the brocade quilt over himself.
Keqing said shyly, "Your clothes aren't wet, why did you get on the bed?"
Baoyu said with a grin, "It's so cold outside, it's warmer under the covers."
Keqing said, "Just now, without any coverings, why didn't you say you were cold?"
Baoyu said, "How could I not be cold? It's just that I had a stove to hold me, so I just touched it."
Keqing shrank back, saying, "Isn't it too hot now that I'm hugging the stove and covered with a quilt?"
Baoyu replied, "The hotter the better. Who would complain about being hot on such a cold day?"
He became even more persistent with her.
Keqing said, "I do complain. I'm afraid of the heat. Don't touch me..."
Before she could finish speaking, Baoyu had already cupped her head and kissed her passionately. She struggled slightly, but immediately knew she couldn't resist. With a soft moan, she wrapped her arms around the man's neck.
The two lay on the bed, engaging in playful banter and expressing their deepest feelings. Their love, which had been preordained by fate, had now become even more intimate and inseparable after two passionate encounters.
Baoyu said, "You were much more tired than last time, and couldn't get up for a long time."
Keqing said shyly, "It's all your fault."
Baoyu said, "I hurt you last time, and I hurt you again this time, so why are you so tired?"
Keqing's beautiful eyes were misty as she said, "You just... shot a lot, didn't you? You're different from last time, so I'm different too."
Baoyu thought to himself, "I haven't been fooling around with Xiren and Fengjie for the past half month, so I've accumulated so much."
He whispered in her ear, "Why are you different when I'm different? Does that mean you're so tired because I shot a lot?"
Keqing raised her head, her ears red, and bit the man's earlobe, saying, "Your stuff is intoxicating."
Baoyu's heart fluttered at the sound, and he reached out to touch her flower-like bottom, saying, "Anyway, the skirt will take a while to soften, and we don't have anything to do right now, so how about we get drunk again?"
Keqing shook her head and said, "No, it's okay." " Can't we talk? We only get to see each other once in a while. Say something sweet to her."
Baoyu pressed close to her, their skin rubbing together, the soft, warm touch causing his manhood to harden again. He laughed, "Wouldn't it be even better if we drank and chatted?"
Keqing was also deeply enamored with the intoxicating sensation. The hasty and fleeting encounter earlier hadn't been enough. Now, with no worries and the warmth of the quilt, her desire had already begun to stir. Hearing him use the word "drink," she felt even more intoxicated. Her hands gripped the quilt tightly as she said, "Then promise not to come looking for me tomorrow, and I'll keep you company... and make you drunk again."
Baoyu had no willpower left at this moment, only wanting to indulge in a wild and unrestrained moment with her. He gasped, "Okay... I won't come tomorrow."
But in his heart, he thought, "It's fine if I don't go tomorrow, I'll go the day after tomorrow."
Keqing said sweetly, "Don't blame me."
She then released the quilt.
Baoyu pushed aside the quilt, climbed up and pressed himself onto the woman's delicate body, then removed her undergarments, grinning, "Are you still cold now?"
Keqing replied seductively, "I'm so hot."
Baoyu's lust burned fiercely, so he stripped her body completely naked. Her entire body was like a beautiful jade sculpture, slender yet shapely, flawless. His erect penis, bulging and erect, made a high tent in his pants.
Keqing saw this and reached out to touch and hold it, lightly saying, "You're hard again so quickly."
Baoyu untied the towel around his waist, loosened his clothes and trousers, and also stripped naked. Seeing Keqing gazing at his treasure, her brows and eyes brimming with desire, his heart softened. He suddenly moved closer, boldly displaying his engorged member before her.
Keqing, of course, understood his intentions. She glanced at the pleased man, then gently supported it with her soft hand, raised her head, and parted her trembling lips, exhaling sweet, fragrant breaths, their lips meeting in a kiss.
Baoyu's mind was hazy: "She actually kissed this thing of mine..."
For some reason, at that moment, he suddenly remembered that Keqing was Jia Rong's wife, his nephew's wife, who usually called him uncle. In that instant, an indescribable pleasure welled up within him, a mixture of shock, lewdness, and a hint of sinful, wicked thoughts he dared not dwell on. The shock he felt far surpassed that of when Fengjie, Xiren, and Luoluo had kissed him.
Keqing gently licked and sucked, from the glans to the base of the shaft, not missing an inch. Her heart was filled with tenderness and sweetness; she felt that this thing was truly the most adorable and alluring treasure in the world.
Baoyu groaned and exclaimed, "This is wonderful!"
Keqing's tongue was just touching the crevice of his penis. Hearing this, she quickly slipped it inside, gently stroking the tip. In a moment, she saw a clear drop of fluid well up from the tip of his penis, trembling slightly. Her heart melted, and she licked it with even more caress and tenderness.
Baoyu trembled all over, his hands kneading and squeezing her breasts, shaping them into countless forms. He groaned, "Qingqing, I love you so much."
Keqing saw the drop of fluid on his penis growing larger and larger, trembling as if about to fall. She couldn't resist rolling her tongue over it, which drove the man wild. He pried open her mouth and thrust deep into her throat...
Baoyu's penis was enormous. After a few thrusts, the woman's face turned red and her eyes rolled back. She could hardly breathe. But the pleasure was unbearable, and she lingered for more than ten more thrusts before finally stopping.
Keqing, panting heavily, stroked her delicate head and said, "I almost choked to death here! How are you going to explain this to Aunt Feng?"
Baoyu laughed and said, "I just told her the truth, that I seduced your niece-in-law, and we were having an affair here. I accidentally killed her."
Upon hearing this, Keqing's expression changed drastically.
Seeing this, Baoyu immediately realized he had made a terrible mistake. He cursed himself for his nonsense and didn't know how to make amends.
Unexpectedly, Keqing giggled and said, "Killing my nephew's wife is no big deal, but it would be a real pity if she angered my dear sister-in-law."
Baoyu was stunned: "What's a pity?"
Keqing smiled half-smiled and said, "But if you anger my dear sister-in-law, she won't be willing to have an affair with my uncle anymore."
Baoyu was shocked, his erection almost went limp, and he stammered, "You... what did you say?"
Keqing looked at him with a smile and said leisurely, "If you don't want people to know, then don't do it in the first place."
Baoyu blushed, thinking that Qin Zhong must have told her about Fengjie, and quickly hugged her, saying, "Good Keqing, please..." "Don't tell anyone."
Keqing gasped, "You little lecher, you've stolen my brother's wife and my nephew's wife. Do you enjoy it?"
Seeing her incomparably charming, Baoyu's shock vanished, and his penis hardened again. He stared at her and said, "When did you tell Xiao Zhongzi?"
Keqing retorted, "When did you steal her?"
Baoyu dared not argue with her further and said shamelessly, "So you knew all along, but you tried to fool me. You deserve to be punished!"
He moved down, picked up her snowy legs, spread them apart, and pressed his glans against her tender vulva, thrusting hard.
Keqing let out a soft snort and said defiantly, "Are you scared? I see you can pick any flower or thorn you want!"
Baoyu heard the hint of jealousy in her words and dared not let her continue. He thrust his legs violently, repeatedly penetrating her tender vulva.
Keqing said in a trembling voice, "Don't touch me, let's continue talking."
Baoyu wouldn't give her a chance, and continued his wild and unrestrained thrusting, laughing, "Just say it like that."
Keqing's whole body was weak and her internal organs were numb and itchy, how could she possibly continue? Her jade arms reached out and hooked around the man's elbow.
Both of them had already touched the taboo they dared not even think about, and this time their contact was even more intoxicating.
Baoyu went wild for over a hundred breaths, panting heavily like an ox, and finally couldn't stop.
Keqing had never encountered him so vigorous, and almost ejaculated. When he stopped, she felt uncomfortable all over, her limbs tightly wrapped around the man, her eyes glazed over
, and she said, "I'm going to lose it." Upon hearing this, Baoyu remembered the lewd and strange figure in the jade screen earlier, and his heart was still not satisfied, so he lifted her legs high and pushed them to her fragrant shoulders, continuing to thrust vigorously.
Keqing, feeling both shy and pleasurable, arched her back twenty or thirty times, her lust intense. Suddenly, she asked, "Do you play with her like this too?"
Baoyu blurted out, "Who?"
Keqing replied, "Your auntie."
Afraid that she would be jealous, Baoyu said, "Why are you talking about her again?"
He then thrust his lower body forward, hoping to divert her attention. Ke Qing, though incredibly beautiful, persisted, saying, "Tell me, Qing Qing!"
Bao Yu, not wanting to get entangled, could only stammer, "I don't think so."
Ke Qing couldn't resist a coquettish moan and asked again, "What do you think is the best part of her body?"
Bao Yu's face flushed, and he coaxed softly, "Don't talk about her now, our own pleasure is more important."
Ke Qing's flirtatious nature was fully revealed, her eyes like silk, "Tell me, tell me, I'll be even happier if I hear it."
Seeing her alluring and seductive charm, Bao Yu's heart melted. Just as he was about to speak, he suddenly heard a laugh: "If you want pleasure, why do you always drag others into it?"
Both of them were terrified. Turning around, they saw the door had been pushed open, and a beautiful woman was smiling at them, with phoenix eyes and willow eyebrows, her face flushed and radiant—it was none other than Feng Jie.

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