I'm a 21 year old woman. College student. In general, pretty normal life. I've had a pretty serious boyfriend now for about 2 years. But for the last 3 years, I've been giving my dad blowjobs.

There's no long, special reason or meaning. I just like sucking his huge cock and it's a turn on that he's my dad. It just came naturally to me. I really liked the idea of doing it for him. I mean, I had wanted to for a while. And then while going through his phone when I shouldn't have been, I found some sexting he was doing with my mom, and I saw he's fucking huge. If I had to guess, I'd say 9 inches long pretty thick. In comparison, I don't think I've ever had a boyfriend with one bigger than 6, and never anywhere near as thick.

That was enough for me. I knew I was going to try it at some point, I just didn't know how or when.

It ended up happening for the first time on the night of my brother's wedding. He rarely drinks, but he was that night, and was definitely at least buzzing.

Anyway the wedding was out of town, so we were staying in a hotel. Pretty nice place, nice rooms. We went back to the hotel and mom crashed out right away. She was dealing with a headache. Dad and I quietly hung out for a while. I went into the bathroom to pee and then sat there for a bit until I had worked up enough courage. He was still wearing his tuxedo pants and shirt. I had changed into pajamas. Pajama pants and a t-shirt, no bra.

I opened the door and called him in to the bathroom, saying I needed help with something. He came in, and I closed and locked the door behind him. He stood and waited for me to tell him what the problem was. I went and sat on the toilet, and told him to come over in front of me. He did, but asked "what's the problem here?" with a smile as he approached.

I looked up at him and started to reach to undo his pants. I don't think he knew what I was doing until I actually got his belt open and pants undone, and then he quickly backed away and asked me what I was doing.

I told him "Daddy, please. Let me do this."

He looked at me like I was crazy.

"Heather were you drinking at the reception?"

"No. I'm not drunk. I've wanted this for years, dad."

He wasn't really convinced.

I took off my shirt. At first he stared at my chest. But then he looked away and apologized. I could see he was getting an erection that was pinned down in his pants.

I got down on my knees in front of him. I finished getting his pants open. There was no fight from him. I pulled down his boxer-briefs and his huge cock sprung out right in front of my face. Again, I knew it was big because I had seen it in sexting pictures... but holy fuck. Seeing it in front of me was just, wow. I couldn't stop smiling. I looked up at him and he was smiling down at me.

I took him in my mouth and sucked his cock. I generally use my mouth plus a hand on it to stroke. I gag kind of easily but I do try to deepthroat sometimes and just deal with it. I like it when he gets aggressive and holds my head and makes me do what he wants. He doesn't do that very often, though.

That night, he pulled out and jizzed on my tits. But pretty much every time since, I've swallowed his cum. I'm not fond of the taste, but I know he likes it, so I do it.

Now, I do feel at least a little bit bad for mom. She's done nothing wrong. She's just got a husband with a huge penis, and a size-queen slut for a daughter.

I know dad feels guilty, too. I've been trying to get him to fuck me for a while now. He won't do it. "It's not right. We just can't."

All feelings aside, though, I just know that the next time we're alone and he undoes his pants, I'll be getting down on my knees like I always do. I'll always be daddy's girl.