The Secrets of the Dream of the Red Chamber 12

Chapter 12 Secret Pleasures in the Boudoir

Author: Jia Lian, the Mystic

One Waking up in the middle of the night, he vaguely felt around and couldn't find Ping'er. But he heard faint, sweet voices coming from the main bed. His heart stirred, and he chuckled to himself, "Could it be that the two of them, mistress and servant, are playing around again?" He tiptoed out of bed and quietly walked to the main bed. He peered through the semi-transparent veil. It was a summer night, and the window was open, letting the bright moonlight fill the room. He could clearly see the beautiful scene inside the veil. He saw Feng Jie and Ping'er, mistress and servant, embracing each other intimately. Their pink breasts pressed against their jade-like nipples, their pretty faces flushed with fragrance. They were enjoying their intimacy immensely. The quilt had slipped up to their waists, and one of them had a snow-white leg exposed underneath, also intertwined. The red brocade quilt was constantly moving, so they must be grinding dough there.

But then Ping'er gasped, "Grandma, it's so itchy, I don't know what to do." Fengjie laughed, "I'll go to the other bed and pull your master up, let him fuck you again." Ping'er was still half asleep and didn't realize Fengjie was teasing her. She bit her lip and shook her head, saying, "Like this, good Grandma, a little higher." Fengjie moved her lower body under the covers, making Ping'er's eyes glaze over and her throat moan softly. She laughed at her, "Tell Grandma, how many times did Master make you come just now?" Ping'er's ears turned red, and she remained silent for a long time. Fengjie then rubbed herself hard under the covers a few times. Their genitals were already wet and slippery, and something was slipping out. Suddenly she stopped and laughed, "If you don't tell me, I won't move anymore." Ping'er was in the throes of pleasure and couldn't resist her. Her pretty face flushed, she stretched out three slender fingers. Seeing this, Fengjie felt a pang of jealousy. Even with her, Jia Lian rarely showed this kind of enthusiasm. She sighed inwardly, thinking of the saying, "A wife is not as good as a concubine, and a concubine is not as good as a maid." Ping'er's status as half maid and half concubine only made Jia Lian crave her more. She murmured, "It's clear that Master misses you terribly." Ping'er replied, "I don't care at all. I'd rather play with you, Madam. Hurry up and tease me there..." Fengjie laughed, "You've lost three times and you're still so stubborn. Aren't you ashamed?" Ping'er snuggled into her arms, chattering, "Don't you know? That man was forceful, showing no mercy. He tormented you so much you couldn't take it. You'll still feel unwell the next day." Jia Lian, listening outside the tent, felt a pang of sadness, thinking, "What just happened..." She was acting so wanton, yet she still wasn't happy inside! Fengjie thought of Jia Lian's temper and felt a certain sympathy; he was far inferior to the Jia Rong and Jia Qiang brothers. She couldn't help but think of Baoyu, and her heart felt sweet as honey. She said to Ping'er, "But this isn't quite enjoyable enough. All this rubbing and rubbing, though comfortable, never quite reaches the most beautiful moment." Ping'er shook her head, "I think this is much better, like floating on air… my body is melting." She murmured, her eyes half-closed, as if carefully experiencing something. Suddenly, she added, "But if you feel this isn't enjoyable enough, Ping'er, go get the 'horn-shaped toy' from the bedside and help you with it, okay?" Fengjie thought for a moment and said, "No, that 'horn-shaped toy' needs to be soaked in hot water. It's the middle of the night, and Master is home; don't let him get up and laugh at us. You put your hand down there and massage that area for you." Ping'er chuckled and pulled her hands back under the covers, then reached down... Jia Lian peeked from outside the bed curtains, wondering what she was doing under the covers. He saw his wife panting, her beautiful breasts rising and falling, the rosy nipples of her nipples erect. Looking at Ping'er, he saw her gazing at Feng Jie, her pretty face flushed, her shoulders trembling, and her exquisite breasts raised. The nipples weren't as red as Feng Jie's, but they were much more delicate, making one want to bite them immediately.

Then Fengjie hummed sweetly, "Ping'er, you can use a little more force!" Ping'er responded, making Fengjie hum even louder, and laughed, "Grandma, is this alright?" Fengjie's voice trembled, and she hummed sweetly, "You're naughty! How...how can you...can you...squeeze that thing?" "Good Ping'er, call me sister, just like you used to at home." Ping'er sighed, "Grandma wasn't married back then, and you only called me sister occasionally in private. How can you call me that now?" Fengjie groaned, "You call me that in private now, and it feels good to hear it." Ping'er then said sweetly, "Sister, call me whatever feels good to you." Jia Lian saw his wife drunk and dizzy, her rosy face raised, silent for a long time, then suddenly leaned close to Ping'er's ear, almost inaudibly. Seeing Ping'er blushing with embarrassment, she nodded slightly and shrank back, seemingly doing something under the covers. Phoenix bit her lip and couldn't help but let out a low moan.

Jia Lian was puzzled when he heard Feng Jie moan, "A little higher, no, a little out... right, almost there... um... almost there, ah... that's it... ah... good, Ping'er, you... you should rub it for your sister." Ping'er's pretty face flushed, and she looked at Feng Jie tenderly, her fragrant shoulders moving constantly. She whispered, "Sister, is this place yours too? I think we women are all afraid of this place. Just touching it makes us want to pee." Feng Jie's body tensed and she trembled, moaning, "This place is actually very good, but unfortunately men just don't pay attention." Ping'er replied, "That's right. Master only likes to go deeper. This place can only be touched for a while when he comes from behind. It's the most intoxicating." Feng Jie also nodded and moaned, "Sometimes when he gets to that place, I tell him to do this. Just when it's getting a little interesting, he goes deeper again." Ping'er sighed, "We..." Women are just like that, can they really boss men around in their boudoirs? But men can do whatever they want, they don't care if the women are happy or not. Hearing this, Jia Lian recalled past situations and suddenly realized, thinking, "So that's what it is. They always kick their legs and yell that they need to pee when I touch them there. I thought they were uncomfortable, but it turns out they like it. They didn't say anything, and now they're blaming me. I'll fuck you two little sluts until you're exhausted." Suddenly, he heard his wife's low, urgent cry, her snow-white breasts heaving, saying, "It's getting interesting, a little more force, maybe...maybe...maybe...it's coming out!" The blankets on the two women slipped down a bit more, revealing Ping'er's two delicate, white buttocks, and Feng Jie's two white, smooth thighs also came out of the blankets, a wet patch on her snow-white skin glistening in the moonlight.

Seeing the two beautiful wives and maids engaging in amorous acts they rarely witnessed, and hearing their erotic whispers, Jia Lian was overcome with lust. He squeezed his own penis, which, though erect, wasn't hard enough due to the exhaustion he'd expended with Ping'er the previous night. He quickly pulled out one of the "Three Essence Pills" Jia Qiang had recently given him and swallowed it. With a lewd laugh, he threw back the bed curtains, pounced on the bed, and pulled one of his wives and maids into his arms, saying, "What's the point of you two grinding yourselves like this? It'll be much more fun to use my good stuff!" The two women, caught off guard, were startled by Jia Lian's sudden interruption. They were both displeased. Feng Jie spat, "Don't come here, I'm only playing with Ping'er." Ping'er quickly withdrew her hand from between Feng Jie's legs, struggling to get up, saying, "Don't bother me, your wife's back. If you still have energy, go bother her." "Jia Lian wouldn't let them refuse. He grabbed Ping'er, pinching her hands and feet, pressing his lower body against her buttocks, and thrusting hard inside her. Ping'er tensed up and cried out in a soft voice, 'It hurts!' Jia Lian laughed, 'If you twist your arms and legs, it won't hurt. It's quite slippery inside. Continue to use your hands to help your sister achieve ecstasy, let the master see too.' Ping'er refused."Fengjie couldn't help but frown and say, "Always so reckless, you don't know how to cherish a lady at all." Jia Lian ignored her and laughed as he shrugged, "Ping'er, you were just yelling enough, why are you still playing with your sister now?" Ping'er cried out, "It's your wife who's making trouble, go ask her." Jia Lian lewdly said, "Second Master loves your willful nature the most, watch me make you suffer." He then began to thrust wildly, making Ping'er's delicate body twist and turn, and she kept shouting "No! " Jia Lian's heart stirred, he turned Ping'er over, made her lie on the brocade quilt, and then inserted himself into her from behind, his glans finding the soft, supple flesh of her flower path and grinding it, lewdly saying, "Is this the place you were talking about? This time I'll make sure you're satisfied." Ping'er's jade head shook wildly, and after a while she stopped shouting. Seeing this, Fengjie was overcome with lust. Thinking of the pleasure of that place, she couldn't control herself and pressed herself against Jia Lian, kissing his chest wildly and occasionally licking his nipples with her tongue. Jia Lian, aroused, laughed, "Seeing me playing with Ping'er like this, you're getting hungry too? Alright, come on up and enjoy it with me." He swept Fengjie up and placed her on Ping'er's back. The two jade shells of mistress and servant pressed together, his own penis moving up and down, dancing and weaving between their delicate flowers like a bee gathering nectar, constantly exclaiming, "So good! So good! It's been so long since I've had this double pleasure! So good! So good!" Fengjie and Ping'er also moaned and cried out incessantly, their voices rising and falling, a scene of intense spring.

Ping'er, lying beneath him, suddenly bit her own hand, her whole body tense as if she were about to die. Jia Lian noticed this and thrust even more intensely, causing Ping'er to cry out again, "I need to pee, Master, no, no!" Jia Lian snorted, "If you still don't believe your lewd words, then pee for me." His glans rubbed hard against the fleshy walls of her vulva, when he suddenly felt a large gush of fluid welling up from Ping'er's lower body, warm and different from vaginal fluid, yet not from lustful secretions. He thought to himself, "Could it be that I really made her pee?" Feng Jie felt a stream of hot liquid splash up from below, dripping onto her vulva, tingling and numb. Jia Lian pressed down on her, but only thrusting at Ping'er's lower body. She understood a little and asked Jia Lian in a low voice, "Ping'er, did you come out?" Jia Lian lewdly replied, "I don't know if it is, but it looks like real pee!" "Feng Jie knew that feeling. She let out a soft moan, pressing her hips tightly against Jia Lian, her tender flesh gripping his base, grinding against him forcefully. She felt his precious member tremble and throb, and her slippery nectar gushed forth like a spring.

After a while, Jia Lian relaxed slightly, lifting Feng Jie off Ping'er and pressing her firmly onto the brocade quilt. He lifted her legs and began thrusting into her again like a storm, groaning, 'Little slut, it's your turn now! Hurry up and throw yourself out!' Feng Jie bit her lips, closing her eyes to enjoy the sensation, moaning softly. She endured over a hundred thrusts, her nectar flowing endlessly, yet she still didn't ejaculate.

Jia Lian was fortunate to have taken the medicine beforehand, which allowed him to last so long. Confused, he groaned, 'Little slut, you usually come after a hundred thrusts, how come you're so resilient today?'" "But little did he know that his wife had spent the first half of the night in that small wooden house with Baoyu, indulging in passionate lovemaking, and naturally, she was more enduring than usual.

Fengjie moaned, 'It's coming, good husband, deeper!' Jia Lian thrust forward with all his might, then turned to Ping'er, who was limp to the side, and said, 'Your mistress is getting aroused, help me push from behind.' Ping'er pouted her red lips, propped herself up, climbed behind Jia Lian, reached out and placed her hands on his back, and gently pushed him.

Jia Lian thrust deeply with all his might, his glans hitting the plump thing deep inside several times, and Fengjie still cried out, 'Deeper, just a little bit more, almost out!' She thought that if the penis inside was as thick and large as Baoyu's, it would probably have already come out. Jia Lian also cried out, 'Ping'er, can't you see how aroused your mistress is? Push me harder!'"

Ping'er's arms were aching from pushing, and she was in a bad mood. Then, her eyes darted around, and she sat down behind him, supporting herself with her hands on the mat. She stretched out her fair, pointed feet and pressed them against Jia Lian's waist, kicking forward with all her might. If anyone else had witnessed this erotic scene, they probably would have had a nosebleed, but Ping'er found it amusing and soon couldn't help but giggle. Truly: A beautiful woman and a charming maid fill the room with spring; how could a vulgar man be tempted by two beauties?

Jia Lian grumbled, "Why is this little slut so reluctant to come out today? Your man has almost penetrated your balls and you still haven't given in." "Fengjie trembled below, saying, 'Almost...almost out, you...you...don't...oh! Don't move!' Finally, she endured the firm touch, her flower bloomed, and her whole body went numb.

Ping'er, behind her, suddenly saw Fengjie's snow-white feet, hanging on Jia Lian's shoulders, standing straight and trembling slightly. She had served these two masters in the room countless times and knew that Fengjie had lost her way. She hurriedly tried to push forward with her feet, and heard Jia Lian shout, 'Ping'er, push me harder! Your mistress has just come out, and I'll see if I don't crush her heart this time.'" "Then I heard Fengjie trembling and moaning from below, 'You rub...you rub! You'll kill your wife!'" Ping'er felt weak all over and couldn't help but secretly put one hand between her legs, her toes pointed, kicking and thrashing against Jia Lian's waist.

Jia Lian had lost Fengjie, but his penis was still erect and he turned to play with Ping'er. Ping'er panicked and waved her hands wildly, saying, "I can't take it anymore, I have no strength left." Jia Lian lewdly laughed, "You little brat, just lie there with your legs open and let me take care of your comfort." "He caught Ping'er as she tried to slip away, hugged her from behind, and thrust in again, teasing her for a while. His hands groped around, eventually finding their way into Ping'er's buttocks. His fingertips touched a small, slightly wrinkled opening, its center delicate and tender. A slight digging with his fingertip revealed it to be sucking.

Ping'er immediately got goosebumps and cried out, 'Don't touch there...it's disgusting!' Jia Lian looked down at her two exquisite, snow-white buttocks, and his heart suddenly burned with desire. His Adam's apple bobbed as he thought to himself, 'That slut never lets me play with her here, surely I can't even get my hands on a maid's!' He then pulled his penis out of Ping'er's flower garden and pressed it tightly against her small opening...

Ping'er was terrified, struggling and twisting desperately, pleading repeatedly, 'No! No!'" "Master, please spare Ping'er!" Jia Lian, now in a state of intense arousal, was unable to stop himself and refused to let her go. He tightly gripped her two jade-like buttocks with both hands, pressing harder and harder.

Ping'er was in so much pain that her whole body went numb, and she could no longer move. Tears streamed down her face as she begged Feng Jie, "Madam, please beg Master for me, please don't do it there anymore, it hurts so much!" Although Feng Jie was somewhat reluctant, seeing Jia Lian so engrossed, she naturally did not want to spoil her husband's mood. She stepped forward and hugged Ping'er, saying softly, "Your master is in the mood right now, let him play for a while. If he dares not love you in the future, I will curse him to death for you." Jia Lian concentrated his strength and thrust hard, gradually pushing in half of his glans. Ping'er collapsed in Feng Jie's arms, crying out, "It really doesn't work, it hurts so much!" She couldn't help but struggle, and Jia Lian's glans, covered with the honey-like fluid he had just brought from her flower chamber, slipped out of her little hole and into her clam. Jia Lian ordered Feng Jie to hold him tighter, pressing down hard on her small opening once more. His tip touched the tender flesh inside, but he couldn't penetrate.

Jia Lian broke out in a sweat, snarling, "I won't believe I can't open you up here!" He then gripped Ping'er's two jade-like buttocks tightly with both hands, squeezing until the skin turned bluish-white. He thrust his spear in again with fierce force, only to find it truly narrow, the tightness causing pain to his glans. Suddenly, Ping'er's taut body went limp, her head lolled to the side, and she fainted. Fengjie held the girl in her arms, feeling a pang of heartache. She called out to Jia Lian, "Look at this girl, she really can't take you anymore. Let it go, we'll talk about it later." Jia Lian looked down and saw a patch of blood on his glans. He was somewhat disappointed, but also afraid of really ruining the pretty girl, so he reluctantly gave up, scoffing, "So fragile, let's keep her for two years before we start." Fengjie glared at him and said, "If you keep acting like this, see if she'll be afraid of you later. This is the only girl I brought from home left, and you don't even care?" Jia Lian laughed, "I do care about her, but I'm afraid you'll get jealous. If you protect your girl, you have to worry about your husband's pleasure." He pulled Fengjie over and tried to penetrate her from behind. Fengjie refused, but Jia Lian half-twisted and half-forced her to the bedside, spread her legs, and fiercely entered her. Fengjie could only endure it, pleading for mercy in a soft, hoarse voice.

After taking the medicine, Jia Lian played around until dawn, exhausting Feng Jie to the point of near death before finally ejaculating inside her.

Prince Bei Jing smiled and said, "The other one is Jia Rong's wife from the Ningguo Mansion. Her pure Yin energy is even higher than that of the youngest daughter of the Eastern Grand Tutor, but unfortunately, she is weak and lacks vital energy." Upon hearing this, Que Ji playfully scolded, "So it's her! No wonder you used her to exchange for her husband!" Prince Bei Jing laughed, "Not at all. This is just a small trick. Besides, your Rejuvenation Technique also requires replenishing Yang energy. At that time, my Sixth Heaven was at a critical juncture, and I couldn't help you cultivate. Isn't this killing two birds with one stone?" Que Ji bit her lip and said, "Que'er won't listen to your excuses." After a pause, she nestled in his arms, raised her jade head, and said, "Now I'll punish you... punish you... to help me...

later... inside..." Her red lips approached Prince Bei Jing's ear, her voice growing softer and softer, her words fragmented, and her face becoming increasingly flushed.i=16>? The Prince of Bei Jing lowered his head and kissed her smooth neck, chuckling softly, "Then you should have some fun and make me happy. I'll be inside you later..." He stopped abruptly, but it had already made the Sparrow Princess's delicate body go weak.

In the midst of their tender moment, Que Ji suddenly remembered something and, not daring to delay, looked up at Prince Bei Jing solemnly and said, "Yesterday you brought back the Grand Tutor's youngest daughter and killed that Kongtong Sect's guard captain with a single move, which has shaken the capital. The Ministry of Justice has already issued a document overnight to recall the renowned constable Hou Xiaoyue, who has been away from the capital for half a year. This man is a once-in-a-century genius of the Natural Sect. Two years ago, my sister almost fell into his hands in Miao territory and repeatedly warned me to be careful of him. If he returns to the capital, he will likely pose a great threat to Your Highness." Prince Bei Jing smiled slightly and said calmly, "I had already anticipated that the Ministry of Justice would recall him sooner or later after all the commotion I caused in the capital. However, a major case is about to occur in the south, which will only make the capital more anxious. Weighing the priorities, they will definitely recall him again. This man..." "Don't worry, there's no need to clash with him for now. Besides..." he chuckled, "Besides, with these two excellent furnaces, my Moon Essence Essence is expected to advance further in a short time. Once I break through to the seventh heaven, I won't be afraid of Hou Xiaoyue, or even if Zhuge Xiaohua were to be resurrected." Que Ji breathed a sigh of relief, her beautiful eyes gazing at the god-like man before her, and sighed softly, "That muddle-headed emperor is really unlucky. Heaven just had to let him meet someone like you." Jia Lian got up in the middle of the night, relying on the power of the "Three Essence Battle Pills," and made love with his two beautiful wives and concubines in the room. It was almost noon when he got out of bed, washed up, and heard that Jia Rong had been waiting for a long time in the east room, so he asked Feng'er to invite him over.

Jia Rong entered and saw his uncle and aunt eating breakfast on the kang (a heated brick bed). Ping'er was also sitting on the edge of the bed, looking even more beautiful than usual. Seeing him enter, she quickly put down her chopsticks and bowl, got off the kang, and poured tea. Jia Lian, however, said, "Eat your food, let someone else serve you." Ping'er ignored him, her pretty face flushed, served the fragrant tea, and then left. Jia Rong secretly glanced at Feng Jie, only to see her biting her chopsticks and smiling at Jia Lian. For some reason, he felt a surge of infatuation.

The uncle and nephew chuckled, understanding each other perfectly, and began discussing serious matters. Jia Lian said, "Luckily, I got a few extra people from that martial arts school. Actually, we don't need that many here. Here's what we'll do: when they arrive, I'll send a few over. You go tell my elder brother that if he still thinks it's too few, I'll go to that martial arts school and ask for more." Jia Rong agreed, chatted for a few more minutes, then got up to take his leave. Before leaving, he stole a glance at Feng Jie, but to his surprise, she wouldn't even give him a second look today.

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