Grandpa’s cyst [gore, humor]

Lately with the world where it’s at and poor wages, I’ve been at home helping out. My mom works and so does my dad, but our grandpa lives with us. The MF just doesn’t seem to want to die. Unfortunately he is bedridden and lately I’ve been helping clean him. We have to make sure he’s turned over enough times so as to not develop any bed sores.

When I was around 5 or 6 years old I had a cyst develop in my mouth. I don’t know why but I’ve been fascinated with cysts ever since. I was trying to age mine, hoping I wouldn’t pop it until it was ripe.

Fast forward to today and as I am turning my grandpa over I notice a cyst on his side. I immediately felt myself get wet. I could feel the cheap fabric of my dollar store bra rub on my nipples. I started to trace around the cyst, marveling at its size and redness. At the same time I started to work at myself, inserting a finger or two. I could feel my clit get hard, I was rubbing it against the bed. The cyst was not quite ready so I let it age a little more.

A couple days later I came back to check on my prize. It was ready. I got out the straw and wanted grandpa not to notice. So I started to stroke his cock. Get him nice and hard, put a finger in his ass too. I used my tongue to trace around his tip and taste some of that aged cheese. I was trying to find his prostate, and when I found it, I got into position. In a magnificent effort of joint coordination, I made grandpa climax one last time, just as I jabbed a bendy straw into his cyst and drank it. I came, it was thick, like tapioca.

Grandpa was burried the next day, cause of death unknown. Looks like I had a cyst of my own forming inside.

Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/pik2d9/grandpas_cyst_gore_humor

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