I had tried the usual assortment of sports as a kid, and I did reasonably well with most of them, but again, I was not a standout. I was blessed physically, and it is what has led me to my good fortune. I was born with a large cock, one that was not overly long, but one that was very thick. Fully erect it measures just over 8 inches, but it is extremely thick, and has long veins running down the shaft and alongside it. I also have a large set of balls, and I tend to cum a great deal. Now, I know everyone says that size doesn't matter, and all that jazz, and it may be true, but size is definitely not a bad thing to have.

While I was in college and enjoying the crazy weekend parties, I ended up with a couple of different girls from my dorm, and my reputation as a cocksman started to circulate among the women. This led to numerous encounters, and I had a blast throughout college. It was at one of these parties that I met my wife Kelly, and my luck just continued to roll on through.

Kelly was one of those beautiful, classy girls that were out of everybody's league. I had seen her around campus, and we were sort of friendly, but Kelly was the kind of girl that you do not even dream of having a chance with. A tall, slender beauty, she came from an extremely wealthy family, and she was very intelligent. Even though her family could have bought the school, she earned an academic scholarship and had a free ride.

She was friendly and involved with various activities, but she carried this classy air about her that scared off most men from even asking her out. It was during our junior year that we met at a campus party, and she was obviously very drunk as she came up to me. We engaged in some mindless chitchat, and she surprised the hell out of me by inviting me back to her place. It is a night I remember vividly, and a night that I often remind my lovely wife of.

We made it back to her room, and it was neatly decorated with fashionable items. We sat down together on a small sofa as she got us both a drink. We continued to talk, and it was obvious that something was on her mind.

"Kelly, what's up?" I asked her, her eyes immediately looking down at her hands in a nervous response. "Come on, what is going on? This is the first time that we have ever really spoken at length, and you invite me back to your place. Obviously, there is something you want to talk about."

Although she now blames it on the alcohol that she had drank that night, I love to rub it in and give her a hard time. Her response was perfectly in tune with the way my life had played out up to that point, so I was not all that surprised when she told me her motives.

"Well.....you know....like.....I um.....I heard something about you," she stuttered to me, a cute smile spreading across her beautiful face. "I heard something, and I wanted to know." "What is it? I'll tell you."

"Umm....well...uh.....like......ummmm," she said as her face turned bright red. The alcohol had reduced her to my level, and all the class and dignity that always had set her apart from me seemed to disappear as she continued on. "You know.....come on, you know what it is."

"Kel, I have no idea what you are talking about," I answered, my mind drawing a complete blank. "Just tell me."

"I heard that you have a big cock," she blurted out, her face a bright crimson red, and her eyes reverting back down to her hands. I was stunned, as it was Kelly who was asking me. Now, I have had women approach me like this before, but this was the untouchable Kelly, the girl that nobody could get near. I could not believe my ears.

We ended up talking a little more, and then we ended up in bed all night. From that night on we were inseparable. What had started as a keen interest in my cock, had developed into a wonderful union and a great life together.

Soon after college, we were married and we found a great house together. Her parents welcomed me to her family with open arms, and I was given a job with her father's corporation. Kelly was already set up with a monstrous trust fund, and they had given us a ton of money when we were married, so we lived a very comfortable life.

Soon after we were settled and things were moving along, we had our daughter. Kristen was the exact replica of her mother, blonde, slender and beautiful. She carried with her that inherent grace and class that her mother has always had, and she grabbed everyone's attention when she walked into a room. Again, my life remained lucky, and I was blessed with a perfect daughter. Enough of my history though, now on to the point of this story.

Kristen was now in early teens, and she was developing into an amazing woman. She still carried her mother's beauty and allure, but her curves were much more pronounced. I am not sure if it was my genes, or my luck being passed on to my daughter, but she was developing into an incredible thing of beauty, and I was dreading the day when she started to date boys.

As the summer wore on, the area was hit with an incredible heat wave that just blanketed the state, and several people died from heat exhaustion. It had gotten so bad that the central air conditioning that we had in the house did not even really cool the place off. As it was late on a Wednesday, I turned the television off and locked up the house. Heading down the hallway towards our bedroom, I passed Kristen's room, and I noticed her door slightly ajar.

Looking in on her, my breath stuck in my throat, and my eyes grew as wide as they ever had. Kristen was lying face down on her bed with the sheets kicked off of her. I figured that because of the heat she had kicked all of her blankets off of her bed. Now, I was aware of her rapidly developing beauty, but I had not seen her naked in a long time. Her body was amazing, and I could not help but stare.

Hr ass was a sculpted piece of work, round and taut in a perfect teenage fashion, and her skin looked so smooth that I had to hold myself back from taking a taste. One of her legs was bent, and her thighs looked amazing, firm and full as they ran down from her ass. Like her mother, she had a tiny waist that flared in from her slender hips, and she had her arms extended out over her head, her blonde hair astray across her shoulders and arms.

As I looked at her with unbridled lust, I realized that my cock was harder than it had ever been. I was not looking at my cute daughter, I was looking at a sexy piece of work, and she had me turned on like I could not believe. I stood there for several minutes, actually hoping that my daughter would roll over and show me her breasts. The torture of wanting to see it made it all the more stimulating, and I could feel my cock throbbing for attention in my pants.....(cont)