The continuation of taboo

The atmosphere at the dinner table was somewhat tense. Xiaoying and her father barely spoke, focusing only on eating

and drinking , so they were soon full.

"Have you finished eating, Dad?" Xiaoying was the first to put down her chopsticks. She had drunk about three glasses of red wine, while

her father had drunk slightly more.

"Yes, I'm done." Her father had drunk more red wine than Xiaoying, and his usually pale face was

now flushed.

"Okay, then I'll clear the table, and then you can take me there by boat." Xiaoying stood up,

preparing to clear the dishes.

Hearing that Xiaoying was leaving soon, her father's face showed deep reluctance, as did Xiaoying's.

She tried to avoid her father's gaze. Although her feelings for her father weren't as deep as his feelings for her

, after such a long period of close contact, how could her father not hold a place in her heart? Although he was still far from being as important as her, perhaps Xiaoying was afraid that something unexpected might happen if she stayed any longer, so she wanted to leave early, after all, it was already seven o'clock in the evening. From their conversation at the dinner table, I can deduce that Xiaoying stayed for dinner tonight because of her father's request. They finished tidying up the house around 4 PM, and then started cooking on their way here. When I arrived, they had just finished cooking, so I'm certain I didn't miss anything beforehand. Moreover, their conversation so has been normal, with no hint of anything romantic. Xiaoying got up to clear the table, but although the red wine wasn't very strong, it had a powerful aftereffect. As soon as she stood up, the alcohol hit her, and she lost her balance and stumbled. "Bang!" Xiaoying, as she stumbled, reflexively slammed her hand on the table to regain her balance. "Careful..." Her father, not expecting Xiaoying to almost fall, quickly caught her with both hands. The accident happened in an instant. He supported Xiaoying's shin with one hand and grabbed her other hand with the other. Fortunately, at the last moment, Xiaoying managed to grab the table with one hand while her father supported her with the other. Time seemed to stand still at that moment. The father, after grasping Xiaoying , his gaze fixed on her. His earlier worry had transformed into infatuation and reluctance. He looked at Xiaoying, a sadness on his face. This hand, which he had touched countless times before, this hand that had caressed his penis countless times, would be gone completely in just a few days. He held Xiaoying's hand, unwilling ; perhaps this was the last time he could touch Xiaoying's delicate hand like this. After the initial panic subsided, Xiaoying calmed down and realized her father had grasped her hand. She turned her head and saw his earnest, infatuated gaze. Her cheeks, already slightly flushed from drinking, turned even redder . Feeling her hand held tightly by her father, she didn't resist immediately, only feeling somewhat lost and knowing that their relationship was ending. She let him hold her hand. The air temperature seemed to rise at that moment . I hid behind the curtains, watching the two people holding hands, my heart pounding . I forgot about my hunger, quietly waiting to see what would happen next. Finally, Xiaoying snapped out of her daze. After a moment of confusion, her eyes cleared instantly. She looked at her father resolutely, then slowly pulled her hand away, a tacit rejection. Seeing this, her father didn't force her, letting Xiaoying pull her hand away, his face filled with deep disappointment. He knew Xiaoying wouldn't accept him anymore. All the sweet moments were now in the past, a reality he was reluctant to accept. After pulling her hand away, Xiaoying began tidying up the table, moving between the bedroom and kitchen. Her father didn't help her, but sat pitifully on the bed, head bowed, lost in thought, his figure appearing lonely and sorrowful. Seeing Xiaoying finally pull her hand away, I breathed a sigh of relief. Although I was somewhat disappointed, just like my father, I was also touched. Xiaoying had ultimately thought of me and refused my father's offer. After clearing the table, Xiaoying started sweeping and washing the dishes for my father. Perhaps the red wine made her hot, or perhaps cleaning the room was tiring; she was sweating profusely. After taking the broom to the bedroom, Xiaoying hesitated for a moment, then took her jacket, threw it on the bed, and began to bend over and sweep. It was clear that Xiaoying was really hot; her exposed skin was covered in sweat. The effects of the alcohol were gradually taking hold, and her skin was becoming increasingly flushed. While cleaning the room, Xiaoying was unaware that she was exposing herself. Underneath her jacket, she was wearing a white tank top. Although it wasn't low-cut, bending over while sweeping unintentionally revealed a deep cleavage and her white breasts. Xiaoying 's tank top was damp with sweat, revealing the outline of her black bra. Her father, glancing up unintentionally, saw the cleavage exposed as Xiaoying bent over and couldn't look away. Xiaoying's breasts were already quite full, and now, accentuated by the tank top, the flesh and cleavage were faintly visible, creating a hazy, alluring beauty. Even I, who had seen Xiaoying naked countless times, felt a slight erection, let alone my father. This tantalizing glimpse was more seductive than Xiaoying being completely naked; it evoked an indescribable feeling. Just now, during dinner, my father opened the window for some fresh air, his hand less , startling me. The sound of flowing water outside filled the room, masking my father's increasingly heavy breathing. How could my father resist such temptation? Although I believed it was unintentional on Xiaoying's part, would my father believe it was unintentional? Under the influence of alcohol, and fueled by that intense, unwilling...

Under the influence of intense reluctance, coupled with Xiaoying's unintentional action, if it were me, I might also have thought

Xiaoying was seducing my father. But before Xiaoying took off her coat, with her back to my father and facing me,

the helplessness, discomfort, and struggle she revealed told me that Xiaoying took off her coat because she was genuinely uncomfortable from the heat and sweat.

Xiaoying was completely unaware that she was exposed, still bending over to sweep the floor. Just as she finished sweeping and straightened up

, she was suddenly hugged from behind. Yes, my father

couldn't . He sat up from the bed, walked behind Xiaoying, and hugged her tightly

. His hands naturally caressed Xiaoying's vibrant breasts, kneading them through her bra and camisole

. At the same time, his stubble-covered lips kissed the back of Xiaoying's neck and back.

"Ah...no, Dad, let me go, let me go!" Xiaoying was suddenly hugged by her father, her breasts were

suddenly grabbed, and her back was suddenly kissed by him. Xiaoying screamed in surprise. When she realized

what was happening, she began to struggle violently, repeatedly pleading with her father to let her go.

However, under the influence of alcohol and resentment, her father had lost his mind. He knew that after

tonight , he might never have another chance, so he pounced on Xiaoying without thinking, perhaps believing that she would

submit to him. But Xiaoying's sudden resistance made him slightly stunned. Although he was stunned, his hands and lips

did not leave Xiaoying's body.

Her father did not let go of Xiaoying, so Xiaoying could only say, "Let go," while pushing away her father's

hands on her breasts with both hands, and raising her head to hide her neck and back from her father's lips. But

she was no match for her father's strength; he was used to physical labor. After drinking, his strength increased, and even

three Xiaoyings couldn't match his father's strength.

Except for the first time his father forcefully penetrated her, Xiaoying had always been the one initiating the attack, while her father

had been passive. Today, Xiaoying would never have imagined that her father would attack her, and so forcefully at that.

Because of her promise to me, she resisted fiercely, expressing her refusal

.

But in this cramped

bedroom, where could Xiaoying escape to?

"Dad, don't do this! Let me go! I'll get angry if you keep doing this..." Xiaoying began to speak

harshly, her hands trying to pry her father's hands off her breasts, but

his hands seemed to be glued to her breasts, never leaving them for

a moment.

At this moment, the desire in his eyes and the preciousness of this opportunity meant he didn't care

what Xiaoying was saying. His mouth kissed Xiaoying's ears, neck, back, and shoulders. Although Xiaoying twisted

her body to avoid him, she couldn't escape one body only to be attacked by another. Moreover, her 34D breasts were

being held tightly in her father's hands like dough.

Slowly, after several minutes of this struggle, Xiaoying was exhausted; she had no strength left. She could only

temporarily give up resisting, breathing heavily, her hands still gripping her father's. At this moment, her forehead

and exposed skin were covered in sweat.

"Let...let me go, you...let...let me go. Huff..." Xiaoying breathed heavily,

her voice weak and feeble. The struggle had exhausted her last bit of strength, leaving her only able to let

her father do as he pleased. Only her hands remained tightly pressed against her father's, expressing her will.

Seeing that Xiaoying was exhausted, Father relaxed slightly. Although they had struggled

for a long time, he was far from being completely worn out; he seemed to have inexhaustible

strength . During their struggle, Father had been shuffling his feet in circles on the bedroom floor. Every

time he passed by me, I desperately wanted to rush out through the curtains and help Xiaoying escape Father's clutches, but I

couldn't I couldn't go out; my body was now controlled by my thoughts, a conflicted state of mind. Seeing that

Xiaoying was exhausted, Father picked her up and turned her around. Xiaoying was too weak to resist; her still-strong father's sudden turn left her no time or strength to fight back. After turning Xiaoying around, they were now face-to-face. "Mmm..." Xiaoying's breasts pressed against her father's body, their chests pressed tightly together. Xiaoying 's breasts were flattened by her father's chest, and she let out a soft moan, whether from arousal or lingering fatigue, it was unclear. As if afraid Xiaoying would escape, her father held her tightly, pressing her body against his . Xiaoying's face was covered in sweat, her eyes slightly open from the alcohol and exhaustion. Looking at Xiaoying's exquisitely beautiful swallowed hard, then quickly kissed her lips. But Xiaoying's resistance hadn't subsided; as her father kissed her, she instantly turned her head away . Her father missed her lips, instead kissing her cheek. Xiaoying used one hand to push her father's head away, but her hand was no match for the strength of his neck. Her father's lips kissed her cheek, then her earlobe, and began to explore her lips. His arms, which were wrapped around Xiaoying, moved downwards. Finally, taking advantage of Xiaoying's distraction while , he grabbed the hem of her short skirt and lifted it up, instantly revealing her panties and the top of her bodysuit stockings. Because Xiaoying had come directly from work today, she was still wearing the black suspender stockings she wore to work. The stockings were black and only reached her upper thighs. Each pair of stockings had two straps connecting to the waistband of her panties. This set of stockings itself had a very lingerie feel to it.

The stockings and panties were a set. When covered by her work skirt, they looked like ordinary stockings,

but if the skirt was lifted up, a completely different scene and temptation would be revealed. I loved seeing Xiaoying wear these

stockings, and unexpectedly, Xiaoying happened to be wearing these sexy stockings today as well.

At this moment, Xiaoying's panties and stockings together were extremely seductive.

"Ah... um..." Feeling her lower body being exposed, Xiaoying couldn't help but cry out, and at the same time, she hurriedly

looked away. But in the instant she looked away, her father seized the opportunity,

his lips capturing Xiaoying's cherry-like mouth, his stubble-covered mouth tightly sucking on Xiaoying's mouth,

while his hands began to rub Xiaoying's buttocks through her panties and stockings...

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