On the twentieth day, Qiaoping'er was favored.

Chapter 20 Ping'er Arrives at the Right Time, Wins Favor and
Teases Baoyu as a Flower Thief The person who came was none other than Ping'er. Hearing the voice, Baoyu was overjoyed and said, "I'm here! Is it Sister Ping? Come in quickly and sit down."
He went out to greet her.
Ping'er lifted the curtain and came in. Baoyu quickly pulled up a chair for her, saying, "Sister Ping, please sit down. What brings you here today? Xiaohong, quickly pour some tea." Xiaohong responded and went to serve. Ping'er sat down and, seeing an unfamiliar maid, said, "Nothing much, just came to visit and see if Sister Xiren's illness is better."
"Why didn't Sister Feng come?"
Ping'er pretended to be angry, glancing at Baoyu. "What, you only think about your Sister Feng? You don't welcome me when I come?"
Baoyu knew Ping'er was teasing him and stepped forward to take her hand. Ping'er hurriedly said, "Show some respect! What will the maids think if they come in and see this?"
Baoyu stopped and sat down sullenly.
A moment later, Xiaohong brought in tea, and Ping'er quickly accepted it and thanked her. Baoyu waved his hand impatiently, "Xiaohong, you can leave now. You don't need to serve me here." Xiaohong didn't know why, but dared not disobey, and could only silently retreat. After Xiaohong closed the door, Baoyu immediately jumped up, pulled Ping'er into his arms, and began to rub and kiss her. "Good sister, I've missed you so much!" Ping'er, who hadn't been close to Baoyu recently, came today to throw herself into his arms. Seeing Baoyu's enthusiasm, she was naturally delighted, but said, "Look at you, so impatient, like your butt's on fire! Are all the maids and servants in your room not enough for you?"
"Good sister Ping, don't tease me. Apart from Xiren and Qingwen, who can compare to my sister Ping? How can anyone else compare to you, a goddess-like figure?" These words made Ping'er overjoyed. She then helped Baoyu take off his clothes.
"Sister Ping, you still laugh at me for being impatient. Look, you come here without even wearing your fur trousers underneath. Isn't that just asking me to take advantage of you?"
Baoyu slipped his hand inside Ping'er's trousers and directly touched Ping'er's tender vulva, which was already wet. Ping'er said shyly, "Isn't it all for your convenience, you rascal... Does Baoyu like it?"
"I absolutely love it! Ping-jie's body is perfect for serious matters; being completely naked is the proper way!" Sure enough, in just a short while, the two of them were completely naked.
Baoyu stripped Ping'er of her clothes, but his mind was still on the incident in the dilapidated temple where he had seen the thugs harass and humiliate Granny Li. His lower body involuntarily swelled up again. Thinking of Granny Li, her hands and feet bound, her private parts wide open, she was truly indescribably lewd. Even though she was an old woman nearing fifty, she still aroused lust, let alone the beautiful woman in the prime of her life before him? Unconsciously, Baoyu's lust was also aroused.
Baoyu picked up Ping'er, threw her naked onto the bed, and pounced on her. Thinking of Granny Li, Baoyu unconsciously gripped Ping'er's arms tightly with one hand, preventing her from touching him. With his other hand, he roughly parted her legs and thrust inside. Ping'er,
rarely seeing Baoyu so rough, secretly enjoyed it. She cried out, "Good! You're going to kill me!"
Baoyu didn't reply, but began to thrust with all his might. His penis slid in and out of Ping'er's tender vagina, causing her to moan repeatedly. With her hands pinned above her head, she couldn't move, only able to shake her head back and forth to release her pent-up pleasure.
Baoyu's other hand wasn't idle either; he grabbed one of her breasts and began to knead it. At first, it was gentle, just grasping and squeezing the breast. Unconsciously, he gradually increased the pressure, kneading Ping'er's full breasts until they almost burst from between his fingers.
"Ah... Baoyu! My breasts... my breasts are going to burst from your squeezing!! Squeeze harder! So... so good!"
"Sister Ping... do you want me to fuck you harder, or do you want me to squeeze your breasts even harder?"
"Both... both!" Ping'er said almost hysterically.
Baoyu was no longer polite, so he simply pulled his hands back from Ping'er's hands and grabbed her other breast as well, using his hands to push and pull Ping'er's breasts to make his penis go in and out of Ping'er's body. "Ah... my breasts... my breasts are going to be torn off... my pussy... my pussy is going to burst from your squeezing... coming! coming!!" In just a while, Ping'er climaxed.
Baoyu then stopped, panting heavily. Only then did he see that Ping'er's pair of white jade breasts had been scratched and bruised by his squeezing. Baoyu felt sorry for her. First, he leaned down and kissed Ping'er, whispering in her ear, "Sister Ping, it's all my fault. I only thought about momentary pleasure and hurt you. Does it hurt?"
Ping'er lazily opened her eyes, smiled sweetly at Baoyu, and then withdrew her arms, which were still raised, and hugged Baoyu, saying, "Silly Baoyu, Ping'er is happy enough, how could I blame you?"
"But...sister, doesn't it hurt?"
"It hurts a little, but..."
Ping'er stopped there, and smiled with her lips pursed.
"Sister, tell me quickly, but how?"
Baoyu urged her.
Ping'er finally breathed a sigh of relief. "
Baoyu rubbed my breasts hard, although it hurt a little, it made me feel even more good... Just now you grabbed my arm, and although I couldn't hug you, I felt...as if you were going to rape me, it was both exciting and novel."
Hearing that Ping'er not only didn't complain of pain but actually seemed pleased, Baoyu was overjoyed. "Sister Ping, are you kidding me?" Ping'er
smiled sweetly and kissed Baoyu on the tip of his nose. "My little rascal, how could I possibly lie to you? Besides, that time you were slapping my bottom while you were doing it to my anus, it felt so good I almost came..."
Ping'er blushed as she spoke.
Baoyu's heart stirred, and he whispered in Ping'er's ear, "Sister Ping, since you like it, how about we act out a scene from the play? You'll be the pampered young lady, and I'll be the wicked flower thief. Today I'll rape you, what do you say?"
Ping'er's heart pounded, and she was also very much looking forward to it, but she didn't want to say it directly. She only said, "You little rascal, you only have these bad ideas in your head, trying to find ways to humiliate people before you're satisfied..." Seeing Ping'er like this, Baoyu... He understood that Ping'er's words were tacit consent, so he said, "Sister Ping, then I must apologize! Hehe, I've been eyeing your beauty for a long time, and today I'm going to force myself on you!"
Ping'er covered her chest with her hands, her face pale, and said, "You lecherous scoundrel! Don't even think about it! I swear I'll never submit!"
Seeing how quickly Ping'er got into character, Baoyu was pleased. "Haha, little girl, today you're not getting your way!"
he said, grabbing the belt that was hanging to the side and tying Ping'er's hands together. "Hmph, let's see what you'll use to cover up now! I've only ever seen your pretty face, but I never imagined your breasts were so full! Have you been fondled by some young master all the time?"
"You...you scoundrel...let me go right now, or when we get back I'll tell my master to skin you alive, you lecherous scoundrel!" "
I'd rather skin you alive today!"
With that, Baoyu opened his mouth wide and took one of Ping'er's breasts into his mouth. He sucked hard, occasionally biting it with his teeth. Her other breast was kneaded like a lump of dough, constantly changing shape.
After a while, Baoyu reached his hand into Ping'er's private parts. Ping'er tightened her legs, saying, "You lecherous scoundrel! I'd rather die than let you defile my purity!"
"Hmph, little girl, today you have no choice!"
As he spoke, Baoyu grabbed Ping'er's legs with both hands and, with a little force, spread them wide apart, almost forming a straight line. Ping'er's tender vulva, nestled among her thick black pubic hair, was pulled open, and drops of honey-like fluid dripped down.
"You little slut, you kept saying you wouldn't, but your vulva is soaking wet! What do you have to say for yourself?"
"You little thief, don't lie! I'm not wet... I... let me go!"
"Alright, alright, I'll let you go after I've had my fill of pleasure!"
With that, Baoyu thrust his erect penis inside, pounding until Ping'er's body jerked. Baoyu continued to spread Ping'er's legs wide, thrusting harder and harder. "Little slut, are you enjoying yourself? Isn't my penis thicker and longer than your husband's? More satisfying?" "
You...you're talking nonsense! I'm not enjoying it at all...ah...I'm...I'm going to fly!"
Ping'er said she was unhappy, but her body was enjoying it immensely.
After a while, Baoyu turned Ping'er over again. "Kneel down, stick your buttocks up, I'm going to fuck your cunt raw!"
Ping'er protested, but she had already stuck out her round, jade-like buttocks. Baoyu didn't say much, he just pinched her buttocks with both hands, pried open her labia and thrust straight in. Each thrust went all the way in, and the rhythmic slapping sounds of flesh were clearly audible.
"Little slut, is it enjoyable?"
"You lecher! Not at all! Not at all...comfortable...ah!!" With a slap, Baoyu's hand struck Ping'er's pink buttocks. Although Baoyu had struck her hard, he stopped slapping her when he heard Ping'er cry out in pain. He whispered, "Sister Ping, did it really hurt?"
Ping'er turned around, smoothed her disheveled hair with her bound hands, and gave him a flirtatious wink, saying, "You little lecher, is this all the strength you have? You dare to come out and try to pick flowers? You're too bold."
Baoyu was relieved and immediately slapped Ping'er's buttocks again. "You still dare to look down on me? Today I'll teach you a lesson!"
With that, he slapped Ping'er's buttocks repeatedly, left and right. Soon, both her white buttocks were red and swollen.
Ping'er screamed as she responded to Bao Yu's thrusts, "Ah! Master! Master, have mercy... Hit... My buttocks are going to be smashed! My little cunt is going to be smashed too... Oh oh... I... I'll never look down on you again... Master, have mercy... Ah ah... I'm... I'm going to cum!" With another slap from Bao Yu, Ping'er cummed, her upper body limp on the bed, only her beautiful buttocks still sticking up high.
"Hmph, you little slut, now you know how powerful Grandpa is, right? Your horny asshole is really tempting, I wonder what it feels like to fuck it?"
Saying this, he pulled out his honey-scented penis, spread Ping'er's anus, and thrust in. Ping'er hadn't even recovered yet, and with Bao Yu's forceful thrust into her anus, her hands lost their grip, and she was forced to lie face down on the bed. Bao Yu's body also moved forward, and he was now straddling Ping'er's red and rosy buttocks.
"Ah...Master...Master, spare me! That...that's not for...Ping'er...Ping'er can't take it!"
Baoyu was already very familiar with Ping'er's anus, and knew its depths and limitations. He knew Ping'er was just acting, so he replied, "Master only cares about picking flowers, I don't care if you can or can't use it! I just want to be carefree and happy!"
As he spoke, he began to thrust on Ping'er's jade buttocks like riding a horse.
Ping'er begged for mercy and cried out for it. Baoyu, aroused, pinched a handful of tender flesh on Ping'er's buttocks, as if he had grabbed a horse's reins, twisting and turning it until Ping'er's already swollen buttocks were bruised in several places. Ping'er was too weak to cry out anymore, only making muffled sounds.
Baoyu continued for the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, then felt his scrotum contract and his glans swell, and he ejaculated a lot of his semen deep into Ping'er's anus. After finishing, he collapsed onto Ping'er, panting heavily.
"Sister Ping, did you enjoy it?"
"Mmm...so comfortable, Ping'er has never felt so comfortable before. Second Master...Second Master is so amazing, you really took my soul away." "How about I do it to you like this again next time?"
"Mmm...Second Master is naughty..." The two lingered for a while longer, and Ping'er, fearing that someone might come if they stayed too long, got up to clean them up.
Bao Yu saw that Ping'er's breasts and buttocks were covered in wounds, and gently comforted her, but Ping'er said it was nothing. Bao Yu was relieved. As the two were tidying their clothes, Ping'er was about to leave. When she opened the door, she saw Xi Ren sitting in the outer room. Xi Ren had already returned, and having heard the sounds of intercourse in the inner room, she knew exactly what Bao Yu was doing. When she heard Ping'er's voice, she was greatly alarmed. Although she knew that Baoyu had an affair with Fengjie and Ping'er, after all, Fengjie was Jia Lian's wife and Ping'er was Jia Lian's concubine. For the two of them to do this in broad daylight—what if they were caught?!—she could only stand guard in the outer room, feeling ashamed.
Now that Ping'er had come out, the two women looked at each other, both blushing. "
Ping... Sister Ping'er is here!" "Oh, Sister Xiren... I, I came to see if your illness is much better?"
"I'm all better, thank you for your concern, Sister." They exchanged a few more awkward words, and then Ping'er took her leave.
Only Xiren and Baoyu, still blushing, remained in the room, smiling at her. Seeing that Ping'er had gone far away and that no one was outside, Xiren said, "Baoyu, you're too bold! In broad daylight, if someone came in and saw us, wouldn't you want Ping'er to live?"
Baoyu didn't answer, but asked, "When did you get back? I've been missing you so much. You and Qingwen weren't here, and Ping'er came, so I did this." Xiren was comforted to hear that Baoyu thought of her first, and said leisurely, "You, it would be fine if you couldn't even hold back for a moment, but why make so much noise, as if you're afraid outsiders won't know?"
Baoyu became interested, "Did you hear everything?" "It's
so shameful! What you did! It's one thing to do things between men and women, but to tie Ping'er up, to spank her... and... and to do it there..." Xiren's voice gradually faded.
Baoyu teased, "You weren't just eavesdropping, you were actually watching the spectacle outside!" Xiren realized she'd misspoke and lowered her head, saying, "I...I just happened to see it. But that Ping-jie, usually such a proper person, how could she be so...it's so embarrassing!"
"Ping-er is enjoying it very much,"
Baoyu said, already pulling Xiren into his arms and becoming quite groping. "
Second Master! You're becoming more and more disrespectful. And during the day, you just...!" "Good Xiren, it's not that I'm disrespectful, but look at our Xiren!"
He then pulled his fingers, dripping with honey-like fluid, from Xiren's trousers. Xiren's face flushed crimson to her neck.
"Good sister, what's wrong with you? Quickly take off your trousers so I can check you out!"
He then tried to carry Xiren to bed. Xiren gently slapped Baoyu, "You rascal, the door's still open!"
She then went to close the door. Just then, Qingwen walked in from outside, carrying a plate of fruit. "Sister Xiren, this is for us from Miss Bao, fresh seasonal fruit just brought from the south..." Before Qingwen could finish speaking, she sensed something was amiss.
Baoyu had somehow already circled around to the back, taking the fruit with one hand and placing it on the table, while closing the door behind him. Then, he embraced the two women, one on each side, and they were already on the bed, the three of them entwined together.
To find out what happens next, stay tuned for the next chapter.

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