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Chapter 4 by twizted77 twizted77

What next?

A helping hand

When Emma called saying she wouldn't be home for a second night, Allen stood in the kitchen and took stock of his situation. His balls ached. They felt like they weighed 100 lbs each. He needed to come in a bad way. He and his wife had not spent more than one night apart since they had first gotten together. He had read about how bad it could get if a guy didn't cum, but he had never experienced it until now.

They said a guy really could die if he went long enough without cumming in a woman. But how long did he have? He really didn't know. He had never really thought about being in this situation, so he had never considered what it meant.

Without thinking, he pulled his cock out and started stroking it. Without Emma, he knew it wouldn't help much, but he needed it. Badly. He felt like if he didn't cum soon, they would find his ball-less corpse in the kitchen tomorrow because they had exploded, killing him.

Allen started stroking his cock, images of his wife bent over the kitchen counter running through his mind. Her pussy would feel so good right now as he took her from behind.

He jerked faster, knowing that with his loaded balls, this wasn't going to take long. Without meaning to, that's when he started thinking about Bryli's ass when she had been bent over searching the refrigerator. Fuck. When she had been **** for cum. Begging for it. He didn't want to be thinking about his daughter that way, but damn that ass was smoking.

He could solve both of their problems with just one time....

On a whim, at the last second he reached out and grabbed an empty, clean glass from the counter. When he orgasmed, he aimed his load into the glass, pumping ever last drop out until it was filled to the rim.

When he was spent, Allen stared at the filled glass and frowned. His balls were still loaded, heavy and aching. While he couldn't do anything about that, but he could help his daughter, without actually doing anything. She was already guzzling cum, what could it hurt? He didn't even have to tell her it was his. She would probably know...but that didn't mean they had to discuss it.

Allen sighed and headed down the hallway, careful not to spill anything. When he reached her door, he softly knocked.

"What?" his daughter snapped. Then almost immediately, "Sorry, daddy, I'm just hangry."

"I have something for you."

Allen heard the sound of Bryli crossing her room. Then the lock clicked and the door opened. He couldn't help himself. His eyes dropped to her chest. Her breasts breasts were smaller than her mother's, but her nipples were much larger and visible through her belly shirt.

"Daddy! Is that..."

"Just a glass. Enough to get you through the night."

She had already taken the glass from his hand and turned it up. Allen watched in facination as Bryli hungrily chugged a glass full of his sperm. He could hear her moaning softly as she drank it down. When she had swallowed it all, she stuck out her tongue and licked the last of it from the rim of the glass.

"Fuck, daddy, that was the best...food that I've ever had," she said. "Oh my god, where did you find it? I need more."

He pictured her on her knees, her shirt off and those big nipples on display as she sucked her next meal directly from his cock. Damn it. Why am I such an asshole?

"Sorry baby, that was all I could find," he lied.

"Thank you, daddy," she said, again reaching up to kiss him on the cheek. Again he could feel her nipples on his arm. "I love you.'

As she closed the door, he walked down the hallway to his own room, his cock throbbing.

What next?

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