Daddys Cream

Note : This story is completely fictional!

They were just playing pretend - it wasn’t supposed to 
happen

Rashmi had just turned 18 and her mom was once again 
inter-state on business and had even forgotten to phone 
on her birthday. Daddy on the other hand had taken her 
to the mall and allowed her to buy the most expensive 
new outfit she could find. He had then allowed her to 
have the best ever birthday party by booking out a 
local restaurant with about 30 of her friends and had 
hired a live band. She had such a good time. That was 
yesterday and last night.

Now it was a glorious Saturday morning and mom wasn’t 
due home till Sunday night. Rashmi’s older brother & 
sister were away at college. Rashmi had walked into her 
daddy’s bedroom to find him sitting up in bed reading, 
but he looked sad. She bounced into the bedroom in her 
little semi-transparent pink nightie and slid into bed 
beside him to give him a cuddle. "Hi pumpkin," he said 
as he smiled broadly at her and returned her cuddle.

Rashmi felt her daddy’s strong arms around her as she 
rested her head on his shoulder and looked at his 
powerful chest. As it was almost summer he had gone to 
bed in just his pyjama trousers. "What’s up daddy?" she 
asked, "you seem sad." "Oh its nothing sweetie" he 
replied as he cuddled her tight and she melted into his 
warm embrace.

Rashmi knew her parents marriage was over and that they 
were together only for her sake. "You lonely daddy?" 
she asked. 

"A little bit sweetie," he admitted. 

"I’m a little lonely too daddy," she said, "but not 
when I’ve got you daddy." 

"Oh Princess, I’m not lonely either when you’re 
around." 

It was then that Rashmi felt it. She had manoeuvred 
herself so that she was lying on her daddy’s chest with 
her left leg slung over his thighs. 

She felt her daddy’s hard erect cock throbbing through 
the thin cotton of his pyjama pants, pulsing against 
her upper inner thigh just inches from her pussy. Rashmi 
felt tingles almost immediately in the realisation that 
she, her daddy’s year old daughter was the cause of 
her own father’s sexual arousal. In an instant she made 
a decision and had spoken the words before she could 
stop herself.

"Daddy, would you do me a big favour and not get mad at 
me?" 

Her father stroked her hair with the same rhythm as his 
cock was pulsing and looking down at his cute little 
daughter with a smile he said, "Sweetie why would I get 
mad at you, you can always ask me anything." He looked 
at this little angel beside him with pride and an 
unfatherly sexual longing. 

Rashmi had developed into a very attractive young woman 
over the past 3 years. She had long wavy hair the 
colour of golden wheat, her body showed the athleticism 
you would expect of her as the high school ice-skating 
champion, shapely legs and the tightest shapely arse. 
Her breasts had filled out to womanly proportions and 
so much spilled out of her 10C bras that it seemed 
obvious she should really be opting for a D cup. Now he 
was looking down the neck of her loose nightie and had 
a full view of the nipple and areola of her right 
breast, which sent another surge of blood into his 
engorged, aroused ‘15daddy-cock’.

"Promise you won’t be shocked or get mad at me daddy, 
promise!" she implored. 

"Oh darling, just tell me, I won’t get mad or be 
shocked." 

Rashmi looked up at her daddy and eased herself up so 
that she could whisper in his ear. In the process of 
this her thigh had moved his pyjama pants so that his 
huge hard cock was able to spring out through the open 
loose fly of his pyjamas. She felt its softness and 
warmth throbbing against her thigh as she whispered; 

"Daddy, I want you to show me how to make love. I’m a 
lonely young woman now daddy and I want to learn how to 
kiss and make love to a man. I want you to be my 
teacher." 

For a few seconds her father was speechless, but soon 
he recovered and his cock began to take over from his 
brain. "Oh baby, I’m very flattered, but I’m your 
daddy, we can’t do that, you know that."

Rashmi was not so easy deterred. She reached down and 
grasped her father’s fat throbbing cock in her soft 
young hand. "This seems to be telling me a different 
story daddy." 

He made no attempt to take his daughter’s hand off his 
raging hard-on. 

Rashmi went on, now speaking softly in his ear and not 
looking at her father. "Oh daddy, I know you and mommy 
are not getting on and I know you are not getting any 
from her. You must be so frustrated daddy, just like I 
am. I don’t want you to go inside me daddy, just touch 
me, slide your lovely cock along my wet slit daddy, but 
don’t go inside. Make me cum daddy and show me how to 
make you cum. I need to be taught to love as a woman 
daddy and I don’t want any other man or boy to show me 
the first time, I want you to be my ‘first’ daddy." 

He lay therefore a few seconds breathing heavily and 
not responding. He knew what he should do and say, but 
the lust and sensations now aroused in him were over-
riding his judgement and sense of fatherly protection. 

"Oh baby, baby, we shouldn’t," he groaned as he pulled 
his daughter’s face to his and placed his lips on hers. 
Rashmi melted into her father’s kiss and he tasted the 
divine scent and freshness of her 18 year old mouth and 
full lips. Rashmi reached down and pulled the bowknot on 
his pyjamas undone and helped her daddy get them off. 
She lifted her nightie high to her waist and climbed on 
top of him. 

For several minutes all they did was immerse themselves 
in a wondrous soft sensuous loving wet kiss. Each felt 
an incredible love for the other. They broke the kiss 
and looked at each other, not saying anything.

It was too much for him, he grabbed the front of 
Rashmi’s nightie at the neck and tore it apart with one 
powerful ripple of his strong arms to fully reveal his 
daughters virgin breasts and aroused nipples to his 
lustful gaze. His big hands, both soft and powerful at 
the same time then covered her breasts and he began to 
fondle her magnificent sensitive globes with unabashed 
lust. He rolled her over and wedged his powerful thighs 
between his daughter’s perfect firm thighs. 

Raising himself on his arms he watched as he thrust his 
cock through Rashmi’s very thick pubic thatch to rest 
the huge helmet head of his cock on her wet engorged 
cunt lips. Up and down, up and own, his huge throbbing 
daddy-cock slid in urgent ecstasy between the wet outer 
labia of his 18 year old daughter. 

All Rashmi could say was; "Oh, daddy, daddy, that’s so 
nice, that’s so nice... please don’t go inside me 
though daddy will you…don’t go inside!" 

He responded reassuringly; "Don’t worry baby, daddy 
will not go inside you... unless you want me too." 

Rashmi didn't respond and they resumed their incestuous 
exploration, just to the sounds of heavy breathing, 
gasps and the wet sounds of a cock slipping and sliding 
along wet aroused 18 year old cunt lips.

"Oh daddy, daddy I love you, I love you so much, and I 
never want to leave you." 

He responded by kissing and sucking her luscious tits 
and then her lips and mouth, he couldn’t seem to get 
enough of her. He knew it was so wrong; "I love you too 
baby and I will be here for you, always." 

"Daddy?"

He sensed a serious question and stilled his lustful 
lovemaking; "Yes honey, what is it?" 

Rashmi looked her daddy square in the eye; "Daddy, I 
know you and mom will split up. Daddy... I want to be 
your wife... I want to live with you for the rest of my 
life. I want to have babies with you... I want to be 
your daughter-wife daddy." 

He was shocked and speechless, but then the realisation 
hit him. Ever since she had been born he and Rashmi had 
experienced a special relationship. They were almost 
telepathic and seem to sense each other’s moods and 
thoughts in the way some identical twins do. 

He knew then, he finally realised, he and Rashmi were 
indeed meant for each other. Although she was only 18 
she had a maturity way beyond her years, she had very 
much been the ‘little woman’ since before, (when, if he was totally honest, he had gotten his 
first erection just watching her perfect little arse 
and gorgeous athletic thighs wiggle past him in her 
sports outfit).

"Oh baby, yes, yes Rashmi my darling, I want to be your 
daddy-husband, I will honour you, obey you and respect 
you as my gorgeous beautiful wife for the rest of my 
life." 
daddy Rashmi looked at her daddy as he said this and knew then 
that he truly loved her, loved her more than as a 
daughter, he loved her as a woman and he loved her as 
his equal. 

She addressed him by his first name; "Oh , fuck me 
then, shove your gorgeous daddy cock into me and mark 
me as your woman daddy, make me yours, now, make me 
yours." 

He groaned and let out a roar like a lion taking his 
mate as he thrust his huge pre-cum oozing 8-inch cock 
into his 18 year old daughter-wife, Rashmi, his beloved 
Rashmi. They were both on the cusp of their orgasms and 
within just 2 minutes of possessing her, 2 minutes of 
glorious hard wet thrusting he felt his cum erupting 
from his balls. "Oh baby, oh Rashmi, I’m gonna cum, I’m 
gonna cum, are you sure, are you sure you want it?"

"Oh yes, yes, please daddy, please daddy, fill me with 
your sperm! Make a baby in me now! Spill your seed into 
me! Spurt it! Spurt it!"

He did, with a roar he came, spurt after thick hot 
creamy white spunk, spunk containing millions of his 
‘daddy sperm’ came spilling into Rashmi’s very fertile 
daughter cunt. Rashmida felt the first huge surge of her 
father’s hot cream as it shot along her love tunnel and 
into her fertile 18 year old pussy. 

"Oh, oh, oh, daddy... my daddy is fucking a baby into 
me…my lovely daddy is fucking a baby into his 18 year 
old daughter-wife." She opened her eyes as he opened 
his, he continued to spurt thick ropes of incestuous 
cream into her as her father rooted hard between her 
widespread thighs; "fuck me daddy, fuck your daughter, 
fuck me full of incest sperm, now and forever."