Woodland Park

Ladies and gentlemen, I have returned with an all new Woodland Park story for the holidays.

Just to still let you know, if you are under the age of 18, live where it is unlawful to read this kind of story, or find the idea of teenaged sexuality and lesbianism offensive, then please do us a favor and leave for your own sakes and good. The following will contain full frontal nudity, adult language, mature subject matter and themes, and strong sexual content which are definitely unsuitable for anyone under the legal adult age of 18. In short, if you feel you will be offended by this, then please do us another favor and get out while you still can.

Any further questions? If nothing else, then let us begin this little holiday adventure, shall we?

A NAKED AT WOODLAND PARK HIGH CHRISTMAS-PART 1

by Keith

Thanksgiving was finally over for the year and it was time for everyone to head back to school. However, what everyone knew all along that this was the start of the holiday shopping season that would eventually lead up to Christmas, and the town of Woodland Park was getting into the festive mood.

Two days after Thanksgiving saw the erection of a myriad colorful display of Christmas and Hanukkah lights all across the neighborhoods surrounding Woodland Park. This would be the beginning of an unofficial contest to see which house had erected the brightest and most colorful Yuletide lights all over the town. Also, there was another contest to see which house can erect the most reverent and certainly most beautiful of all Nativity scenes, as well.

Anyway....

Monday morning had come around and everyone was prepared for the winter at Woodland Park High, even this weeks programees chosen to go naked at the start of the first week of December. Thankfully, it was neither Stanne's nor Kylle's turn to go naked as of yet again, even though they were still in ro- -tation, so it gave them a chance to dress for the first week back at school until Christmas and New Year's would roll around the corner. As both young ladies entered campus, they turned to each other as they held their own books as they were dressed in as little clothing as possible.

Stanne chose to wear just an oversized white t-shirt that barely covered her naked private parts along with a pair of red and grey striped socks and her favorite pair of navy and white skateboard sneakers from Skecher's Ritzy's Ego collection, while Kylle went all out in dressing in nothing more than her mother's oversized white linen boyfriend nightshirt and black and white sneakers from Circa footwear. They looked at each other seeing what the week back at school until the next holiday had in store for them and everyone else in the Program and beyond.

"Say Kylle, I wonder if your sister's got her turn to go naked this week."

"Why don't we both find out for ourselves, shall we, dude?"

They said not another word to each other as they walked over to the front of the main office to see if Kylle's fraternal blonde twin sister was coming out in the buff as of yet.

The sky was bright and blue with the sun shining overhead, but it was becoming cold as the day would continue. Both programees stood in front of the main office door until....

Lo and behold! Kelly was stark naked for both ladies to see. Kylle's more ravishing fraternal twin sister came up to both of them with hugs and kisses in her eyes and warmth in her heart.

"Howdy Stanne, howdy Kylle."

"So it's your turn again isn't it, sis?"

"You bet, Kylle, and I'm getting the hang of this Program thing, y' know."

"BTW, Kelle. I hope you've put on some form of protection from the cold all over yourself before you came outside, didn't you?"

"Oh, don't be so silly, you old biddy in training, you", Kelly gently chided Stanne for her concern, but the darkly blonde freshman was serious.

"I mean it, Kelly. Did you at least put on some form of protection?"

"Of course I have, Stanlee. The chief secretary rubbed some Coldblock skin ointment all over me that is guaranteed to keep me warm while I'm naked for the week as is the others picked to get naked with me as well."

"Who else, Kelly?", asked Kylle.

"You'll see", replied Kelly as she turned to see the door open to allow Ryanne Cabot, Emily Balfoore, Ashley Cassidy, and Linda Swann to walk on outside. Stanne noticed that Ryanne was much better acclimated to the situation she was required to go through for her future graduation requisite, but still shy and uneasy around everyone else, especially the other girls in her grade who were chosen to go naked along with her.

"Ryanne, I could see that you're still shy and demure about your turn being naked with Kylle's sister. Do you want to talk about it with me before the bell rings?"

Ryanne, using her books to cover her more personal part of her budding body kept her head down and stayed silent as Stanne gently raised her head up with her right finger.

"I see that Kelly has gotten used to it, but why not you, Ryanne?"

The petite brunette who was growing out her bobcut hesitated for a moment, but then replied, "I dunno, Stanlee. I'm still not used to being this way in this fashion. I would've been happier if I was allowed to wear my g-string like we all did last year when we were still in junior high, though."

"This is the big leagues now, Ryanne. We've all gotta grow up sometime in some point of our lives, so it's only fair that you do the same."

"I'm doing this because I'm supposed to and besides, I still hate it."

Kylle entered into the conversation and gave Ryanne her two cents worth of words.

"C'mon, li'l dude. Time for you t' grow up and enter the Big Leagues like the rest of us, just like yer Mommy said."

Upon hearing that little remark, Ryanne paled, but kept her cool as best she could as she replied, "would you please leave my parents out this?"

"I'm sorry, Ryanne, but your mom is my English teacher and you wouldn't want me to tell on you to her about how you're still being timid and such."

"But again, I have to ask you to please leave my parents, especially my mom out of this, if you do not, and besides, I've gotta go to class."

"Which one, Rye?"

"Social Studies with our old 6th grade teacher, Miss Carson, but I'm sure she will ask me to cover up when I arrive and hope for you both to do the same when inside her room", said Ryanne as she carried her books in front of her private parts and quietly walked away from them both and the others.

"Do you mean we still have to cover up when I'm in her class, Kylle?"

"I dunno, Kelly, I just don't know, but one of these days, the three of us are going to have to do something about her, just so as to help her lighten up a little. Wouldn't you agree, Stanne?"

"I certainly do, Kylle, I most certainly do."

The bell had rung and it was time for everyone to head to class.

Later in the morning, Miss Carson was at the podium as she was about to lay down a most special assignment....just in time for the holidays."

"Class, I would like your attention, if you would all please." Erica didn't have to remind because she was well adept at keeping her students' attention, and they all knew it as Miss Carson got down to it.

"This is the first week back at school for all of us, but 'tis only a short time before the next holiday break so I have a little extra credit assignment for you all besides your regular class and homework."

"What is it exaclty, Miss Carson?"

"Well to put it simply, I would like you all to work on a little extra assignment. A report actually about the holidays and what they mean to you and your loved ones. Also, I would like for you all to choose a country and write a little report about how that country celebrates the Christmas tradition with its native peoples. It needs to be double-spaced and typed with a little bibliography page attached to it and it will be due at the end of the last full academic week before the start of Christmas break. Is that all understood, everyone?"

The class gave its approval and whole-hearted response as quietly and respectfully as possible to their Social Studies teacher.

"Now then, let's resume where we left off when we were discussing the African continent, shall we?"

Miss Carson turned to face the board to begin to write down what was to be discussed in the entire class for the rest of the hour.

Meanwhile....

Inside Miss Cabot's class, the English teacher decided to have a little discussion with everyone present about their journal assignments.

"I've been looking over your journals over the weekend and it looks like one of you needs to improve upon hers or his penmanship. I can see that you are all keeping up with your journal writing assignments and turning them in when you're all supposed at the end of each week, but...."

The petite brunette instructress's eyes turned towards Balfoore before she resumed her reprimand of the class.

"Your handwriting needs to be improved upon, especially you Miss Balfoore, so if you would please come up before the board and podium."

Miss Cabot's eyes stayed upon the poor darkly blonde programee as she made her naked way to the board to face the teacher and receive her just discipline.

"I have a sentence for you, Miss Balfoore and I would like to see it written on the board."

Miss Cabot showed her the sentence to be written to Balfoore and she began to jot it down as best she could. Upon completion, the teacher took a quick lookover and turned to Balfoore once more.

"Would you please write it again, Miss Balfoore?" Emily did as was asked of her as she jotted it down on the board once again for Miss Cabot to look over. She did just that once again, turned to her and demanded, "please write again, Emily."

Balfoore did as she was asked as she wrote it down yet again for Miss Cabot to look over, but this time, the entire class saw the teacher pull out her bamboo cane and was prepared to use it....on Balfoore!

Carrie, horrified by what she was seeing before her eyes, stood up to protest.

"Wait a minute! You can't do that, Mrs. Cabot! It's wrong!"

"Oh I can and will, Miss Deacon, so why don't you join Emily up at the board with her this very minute."

Carrie was aghast by what the English teacher said to her, but she had no choice but to obey as she walked up to the board and joined Balfoor in writing the sentence along with her, but not before turning to Mrs. Cabot to voice her objections still.

"You'll never get away with this, Mrs. Cabot. My mother's the most powerful woman in this dirty little town you all live in and when she finds out that you've been...."

Before Carrie could finish her tirade at Mrs. Cabot, the petite teacher promptly and justly thwacked her naked little behind with her bamboo switch.

"Not another word. Now resume writing the sentence with Emily or you and everyone else will receive more of the same."

The bamboo cane was poised to strike again as Carrie compelled herself to do what was asked of her as she wrote down the sentence on the board along with Balfoore. She muttered something under her breath, but not before Mrs. Cabot struck her naked bottom again with her trusty cane. It hurt her deeply as Balfoore feared the same thing from her teacher as the exercise continued for the rest of the hour until....

It was the hour before lunch and in P.E., everyone was inside the gym taking part in the current athletic exercise....and it was wrestling!

Everyone, including Stanne, was properly attired in his and her own gym wear of white t-shirt, grey shorts, socks and sneakers, except for Ryanne who was just in her socks and sneakers.

"Today class, we're gonna practice some wrestling moves that the co-ed team has been perfecting so if you would all please take off your shoes and be ready to be called to the mat when your name is recited. Stanne, Ryanne, front and center on the mat. Let's go!"

Both young programees did as they were asked as naked Ryanne got down on her hands and knees on the mat with Stanne, dressed in her gym wear, kneeled behind her with both hands on either side of her arms and waist. Seeing that both were in the proper position, the coach called out for the wrestling to begin, and Stanne was on top of her, but not before Ryanne wriggled herself out of this little compromising position to be and placed herself on top of Stanne as she lay on her back.

"Now let's see who's on top now", said Ryanne to Stanne.

"We'll have to see about that, won't we?", replied Stanne as she managed to roll over on the right side as Ryanne struggled to pin her down again, but Stanne was behind her as she wrapped her arms around the petite brunette with both her hands searching for which places to be placed upon. Ryanne was shocked to see that Stanne's hands were both on her breasts as she struggled to break free, but Stanne wasn't about to let that happen.

"Trying to wriggle yerself outta this one, I see, but that's what you think", retorted Stanne playfully as she placed left hand down upon Ryanne's vagina and cupped it which made her gasp even more and the other to really bone up hard and fast within her shorts!

"Get your hands off of my crotch, Stanlee Irwynne Marsden!"

"Sorry about that, but I was just playing with you...."

"But this is still a P.E. class, not an orgy house, Miss Marsden", Coach Windham scolded to her, prompting her to wrap her left arm around her left thigh.

The sparring between both programees, naked and attired continued until Stanne had Ryanne on her back again on the mat, pinning her arms above her head.

She gloated merrily, "who's got the upper hand now, Rye?"

Ryanne struggled to break free as Stanne's grip tightened on both of her raised wrists as she called to her, "Give up?"

Seeing no other way out of this one, she managed to free her right leg and stomped her raised foot down on the mat hard three times before Coach Windham blew his whistle for the sparring to end. They both returned to the sidelines as the coach called out two other people to take part in the sparring action upon the mat and for the rest of the hour, each student in P.E. got her and his turn to wrestle with a partner until it was time to hit the showers in the unisex lockerrooms.

Inside the showers, Stanne came up to Ryanne from behind and offered to lather up her back.

"I'd like to lather it myself, if you don't mind, Stanlee."

"Please allow me the pleasure, Ryanne" replied Stanne as he soaped up her wet back as the other girl was busily washing her own front.

"I sure hope you've showered yourself already, because I don't to smell your sweat and stink during lunch..."

When she said that, Stanne turned her around to face her and wrapped her arms around shoulders as she looked at her in the eye.

"I'll wash you clean and you do the same for me, whaddya say, Rye?"

Ryanne hesitated for a moment until she gave her her answer. "Oh, alright, but we've got to hurry before the lunch bell rings. I'm meeting my guide and his dad for lunch inside his office."

They hurried as fast as they could in the showers until it was time to dress and leave for lunch.

As the lunch hour progressed, Scott and Davide were in a conversation with Brian and Ryanne inside his office as they began to finish up the sandwiches Murielle had made for them all the evening before.

"Ryanne, I do hope you're not giving your teachers a hard time about you being naked again for this week", Davide asked of her, so Ryanne replied.

"No mother, I'm doing my best with Brian by my side", said Ryanne as she looked to her two years older guide with a smile in her face.

Scott was still having his share of problems with the Program, but he had managed to keep them to himself because he what was more important to him, so he asked....

"Brian, I hope you're not planning on doing anything I wouldn't do when I was your age, especially with her", said Scott as he looked at Ryanne much to Davide's objection.

"When she is ready to make the next step in her sexual education and awakening, she will let me know first and foremost, isn't that right, Ryanne?"

"Yes, Mother", said Ryanne to Davide as the conversation turned to another topic.

"Ryanne, did you have a chance to make your appointment with the photography class to shoot your monthly layout for the next edition of the Program Monthly?"

"Must I, Mother?"

"Yes, you must and you should. You need to grow up and besides, I was wondering what you and Stanne did in P.E. has any ring of truth to what I may want to ask of you next."

"Okay, Mother. We wrestled on the mats, but she was more powerful than me so I had to give up, but she offered to shower me as long as I showered her off."

"You were both obeying the rules when in the showers, weren't you?"

"Yes, Mother, we were."

"Because the most important rule of the Program is that students are not allowed, under any circumstances, to engage in any form of sexual activity and contact, other than the masturbation part of the Reasonable Request and Relief Clause, is that understood?"

"Yes, Mother. I understand you don't want me to give up my virginity as of yet."

"Ryanne, it's not that I want you to have sex at all, but I need you to be mindful of the rules the faculty has set up for all the students here on campus. They're for your own benefit, which leads up to the next question. Are you going to make your appointment for your pictorial this afternoon for the next edition of the Program Monthly?"

Ryanne was quiet as she looked to Brian for any moral support, but he couldn't talk her out of it, even if his father wanted him to.

"Well, young lady..."

"If it will make you feel any better, I'll go down to the photographic arts department to make my appointment afterschool."

"Good, but just to make sure you do, I will accompany you...."

"But Mother...."

"No ifs, ands, or buts about it, Ryanne. You will meet me at my classroom afterschool and we will both go down together. End of story."

Ryanne tried to protest some more, but was unable to so, they all finished up their lunch together before the bell rang, in which it would not be much longer now.

In study period inside the library, Miss Henshaw, the librarian was walking around the tables and bookstacks to make sure that everyone inside with her were keeping to their studies and fortunately for Stanne and Kylle, they were at their table as they were in the process of beginning their special holiday reports.

"So dude, which country were you going to do your Christmas report on?"

"Either Germany or Sweden, what about you, Kylle?"

"Maybe Mexico or Italy. I was thinking of a female Santa Claus, but I can't quite put my finger on it."

"It's Befana, the Christmas Witch. She goes around all the houses to leave gifts for good kids, but coals for bad ones."

They quickly saw Miss Henshaw walk towards them, so they clammed up as she made her way past them. However, Balfoore decided to put her two cents into the discreet little conversation.

"You guys ever heard the story of Miss Kringle?"

"No, dude. We have not ."

"But what about Lucifer Klaus?"

"Amscray, dude."

Balfoore did as she was told as Miss Henshaw promptly, yet quietly scolded her for rude behavior in the library.

In sex ed class, Dr. Janus had a special guest in Disciplinarian Phillips when she paid a visit to the auditorium. Mistress Philips was the school disciplinarian as well as licensed and professional dominatrix as she completed her speech to the class.

"Even though I am practitioner of S and M and B and D, I am however unafraid to use my skills in teaching you children some much needed lessons about proper conduct, behavior, decorum,and manners, so if any of you, and I mean, if any of you plan on misbehaving on campus, like break the no sex on campus rule just once, you will be made to answer to me regardless, especially you Miss Deacon because I will expect you at my office afterschool, young lady."

The disciplinarian dominatrix pointed at Carrie beckoning her to come down to the floor as the bell rang for everyone to go home for the day.

Meanwhile....

The Cabots were at the photographic arts department as Ryanne made her appointment to have her monthly layout pictorial session done. She was very reluctant to do so, but her mother told her, in no uncertain terms, that if she didn't complete her required photo session, she would be severely punished, especially at Christmas, so she did as her mother asked of her. Elsewhere....

Stanne and Kylle were with the student photographers at the instructor's studio as they prepared to embark upon a pictorial session....together! Each girl did her own separate layout for October and November, but it was time that they made a record of their love for each other.

"So you ready to do this, dude?"

"I guess, but I'm unsure if we should let the photo department take pictures of us simulating sexual intercourse with each other."

"We're not having sex, yet, but after the session, anything goes...."

Naked as they were, Kylle reached out to Stanne and kissed her, wrapping her arms around her friend and lover's upper body region. Fortunately, one of the photo class students saw this and began shooting with his camera as the others joined in on the assignment, having some fun all the way, but this was a photoshoot and the proper behavior was expected of everyone so they just posed with each other in every position imagineable until after the session that is when all bets were off.

"I've heard my mistress inform me that you were a very, very , very naughty little girl in English Class today, weren't you?"

"Yes, Mistress Christine. I've been a bad, bad little girl at school today. I'm ready to take my punishment now", said Carrie with her head down low and her hands crossed over her private parts.

Mistress Christine knew what to do as her older mentor, Mistress Azzendaye watched as the younger pupil commanded her programee charge to turn and bend over upon the table.In position, the young dominatrix in training took out her black cane and proceeded to spank her buttocks with it twenty times.

Meanwhile....

With the tasteful layout together finished, Stanne and Kylle quickly dressed in what little clothing they wore to school today and proceeded to make their way home together.

"Kylle?"

"Yes, Stanne?"

"I was wondering how you were going to help me remedy Ryanne's shyness."

"Well, dude, the holidays are coming up right?"

"Yeah, but what did you have in mind, dude?"

"I say we all volunteer for the nude door to door carolling and canned food drive and bring her along with her mom's permission of course."

"But who's going to take part in the school sponsored community christmans pageant?"

With a sly look in her eye, Kylle said to Stanne, "well then, we'll just have to make her come and join us for the pageant, won't we along with Kelly, Mallory, Raven, Eryque, and the others. Whaddya say?"

"Good idea, dude, but you wanna start makin' out with me now before we go our separate ways for the evening or what?"

Seeing that the sun was setting low earlier than usual for the coming winter, Kylle looked to Stanne and said, "let's pass on it 'til later, but we can kiss each other until then."

"Good idea again, dude."

When they reached the Raynes's house, the girls kissed and hugged each other as passionately as if they were long time paramours. They were loving towards each other as usual, and just about everyone at school knew it. They kissed each other one more time before going their separate ways for the evening, and when Stanne got home, Randiee surprised her as she undid her bedsheet exposing her nudity below the waist for her youngest of her two daughters to see.

"Ready to resume your sexual anatomy lesson, Stanlee?"

"Yeah, Mom, sure. Lemme put my things in my room and we'll begin, I promise."

As Stanne went to her room briefly, things were about to become even and ever more interesting in Woodland Park come Christmas time when the entire town and high school were getting ready for the holidays.The Yuletide adventure was just beginning and it was going to heat up as December progressed.

TO BE CONTINUED

If you have any questions or comments, please email me at stonefeet@hotmail.com and I will see if I can answer your questions as quickly as possible, so until next time, keith over and out and bye for now.