Grandama’s Casting

I’d thought my fantasies had been pretty out there… Yeah, somebody definitely had a favourite type of fantasy, that was for sure! I branched out, trying different authors and subjects, and experienced varied success. I came all over my own chest, imagining my beautiful, perfect baby girl straddling my hips and enthusiastically riding my cock, giving me her virginity just like the girl in the story had done! For all the incest fantasies I’d been telling myself recently, they’d all been very general, or focused around one of my favourite porn starlets whose picture I’d been jacking off to at the time. Fingers crossed, I clicked the button to send—the die was now cast. She’d labelled it as fiction, not diary or true story, but it was just so visceral, so real seeming, I could easily believe it to be true.