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MINERVA MINERALS

A Tale Of Tail From Effingham

Certainly An Oratorio

If Not A Movie Short Cartoon

By Izzy Ess Of Sneakiness

Minerva Minerals maintained that Mountain Dew was more than sublimation.  It was ecstasy!  She imbibed it more than she’d admit to and would have a private stash of hundred cans, all hidden in her closet, eh?  Just yesterday she’d drunk a hundred cans of Mountain Dew, while the day before she’d drunk a hundred fifty.  She started floating upwardly because of gas and had to find an anchor to the ground.  She found an old and rusty anchor in her closet and attached it to her neck.  This was effective and she was quite able to stay anchored to the closet floor.  Of course, that meant that she was limited to movement and had to do her business in the closet, all day long.

Billy Johnson, an old friend, found Minerva anchored to the closet floor.  There was a little space to get in and Billy did.  Minerva was so close to Billy’s tool, she had no choice.   She bared her derriere as best she could and Billy’s great expanding tool just snaked its way inside her honeypot.   She felt it hit her G-spot and she responded with a squirt of joy juice that ran down both her thighs.  Billy had a joyful feeling and he screamed.  Minerva really got excited and demanded Mountain Dew.  Billy reached for the huge stash and handed her an opened can of it.  Minerva swallowed all of it and started floating up.  Her luck was holding as the anchor and her Billy kept her on the ground.  Billy grabbed her hips and took advantage of Minerva’s situation and pumped her full of semen.

Minerva’s mother came arunning to discover her own daughter anchored by our Billy and the anchor.  She pulled on Billy’s hips and got him disengaged and saw how big his tool was.  She pushed herself inside the close and presented Billy with her derriere.

Minerva was aghast at her own mother’s boldness and she screamed again.  This time her father came arunning to find out what all the screaming was about.  He sought to extricate Minerva and her mother from the tool of Billy, but was unsuccessful.  Minerva got a hold of her own father’s lengthy tool and made it hard with some massage.  Her father sought to find a place for his now throbbing tool and found that his own daughter had a pretty derriere which he had seen before but never naked.  So, he introduced his tool into her lubricated honeypot and hit her G-spot with authority.  Minerva shrugged her shoulders and accepted her own father deep inside her private parts and pumped his tool until, he too did scream with sheer delight.  Minerva was beside herself with ecstasy and demanded yet another can of Mountain Dew.  Minerva’s mother found her stash and opened up a can for her which she did guzzle rapidly.  She couldn’t float at all because she was still anchored by the rusty anchor and her father’s and her Billy’s tool affording her both back door and some front door action.

Minerva’s mother felt left out and she withdrew her derriere and watched the other three, just arockin’ and arollin’, eh?  So, Minerva’s Mother, Mary, telephoned her neighbour who had helped her out before.  The neighbour, Nathan Natural, came arunning and he dropped his clothes right on the floor as he spotted Mary’s derriere all ready for him.  ‘Twas then he noticed her Minerva with tow tools within her, just apumpin’ merrily.  He watched and watched until his manhood got so big and strong that Mary grabbed it for herself and mounted Nathan with enthusiasm.  Nathan kept his eye on the big derriere of his cute neighbour, our Minerva and she kept watching him get all his rather large masthead into her bold mother.  Minerva disengaged and got herself a can of pop and floated over to her mother who was balling Nathan with élan.  She pulled poor Nathan from her mother and she held on tight as she and he did float up to the ceiling, where she took it up her back door and started pumping vigourously.  Nathan started moaning and perspiring and he screamed when he let go his semen deep inside of our Minerva’s pelvis.

A neighbour farmer with a pitchfork brought our Nathan and Minerva down by poking her and letting out the gas.  The farmer got excited when he noticed her cute derriere and forked her many times.  Nathan was perturbed and looked for Mary’s derriere to poke.  Mary was just thrilled again by Nathan’s massive masthead and she started screaming once again.  This drew a dozen cops who had just drawn their 45’s.  They pulled apart poor Nathan and his neighbour, Mary, as well as Minny’s dad and his own daughter, our Minerva.  They used their 45’s to poke poor Billy up the derriere and chased him home.

The cops were so excited they pulled down their trousers and their gun belts to reveal their tiny manhoods.  Mary, Nathan and Minerva were disgusted and they went to hide in their own bedrooms.  Minerva’s dad, Winchester, didn’t laugh because he liked the feeling of a 45, which made his manhood stick right up and point.  A female cop was immediately captivated and she mounted Winchester right there and then.  Winchester was really good and got the female cop, Santana Sullivan to really squirt and carry on,  The firemen who were called turned on their hoses and just drenched the lot of them.

So ends the tale of one bright moonlight night in Effingham.  No incident report was ever written or submitted lest the cops and firemen were to be embarrassed by their bold behaviour and frivolity.  A date for Saturday at Wendy’s Bar and Bistro was set for all of them to try and sentence everyone who didn’t have a ball.  The lights were set to low and everyone exposed their derrieres for close inspection and as many pokes as they could stand.  Mandatory balling was the sentence which was carried out with great élan.  Keeping our Minerva anchored was the trick as she had gotten into her large stash of truly legal Mountain Dew.

THE END

© izzy sommers, md

Wetland, Kanata

Oktoberfest, 2013.