Ladies and gentlemen, I have returned with the latest chapter of the Woodland Park series. Just to let you all know, if you are under the age of 18, live where it is unlawful to read this type of story, or find the notions of teen lesbian sexuality and nudity at a public school setting offensive, then please do us a favor and leave now for your own good. Just to repeat, if you are underage, live where it is unlawful to read this type of story, or find the notions of teen lesbian sexuality and all other things offensive, then please depart right now. Any other questions? If not, then let us resume where we left off, shall we?
NAKED AT WOODLAND PARK HIGH- THE SPRING SESSION: PART 4
by Keith
All was quiet inside the Marsden residence late one night when both Randiee and Stanne were fast asleep in their own respective beds. While her daughter was asleep in her room, Randiee had the most amazing dream. She dreamt that she and Stanne were somehow in love with each other and they had decided to run off together, but Stanne had a dream that suited her better than her mother's ever did. In her own while she slept, Stanne dreamt that she and Kylle were at the altar before the Justice of the Peace reciting their marital vows. She had always known that she was in love with the brunette haired Rhaines girl and she knew that Kylle knew that she was in love with her, too.As they kissed each other, they would look into each other's eyes and recite to one another....
"Stanne, I want this to be the happiest time of our lives, my love."
"I agree with you on that, Kylle. May our love for each other last for as long as we both shall live."
And with that, the dream ended with Stanne and Kylle, the lady-grooms kissing each other....
Early the next morning at the breakfast table, Randiee was having a last minute conversation with Stanne as she sipped her mug coffee.
"I was wondering if you and Kylle were going to pose in the school t-shirts this week, Stanne."
"In case we may have forgotten, we both are....but with nothing else. In fact, we'll be posing nude from the waist down so that our private parts are exposed. You don't think that's crude, Mother?"
"Well, Stanlee", said Randiee. "If you're told you have to pose nude from the waist down modelling just the t-shirts, then you have to do just that, young lady, and besides, I hope you're remembering the private sex ed lessons I've been giving you about your area".
Randiee was coy and sly when she said that to Stanne as the younger girl told her, "You mean my penis will be exposed for the viewing as well as Kylle's, I suppose?"
"Yes, you should know what I am talking about full well, young lady. Now hurry up and finish your breakfast. You mustn't be late for school."
As both mother and daughter cleaned up to be ready to leave for work and school, the same thing was happening at the Rhaines's residence.
"Kelly, you've seen my brown corduroy shirt jacket?"
"It should still be in the closet, Kylle", piped Kelly to her fraternal twin sister who was still in the bathroom brushing her teeth as the blonder girl had finished slipping on her mini denim skirt.
"You've gotta hurry, Kylle. Stanne's gonna be here any minute."
"I know, Kelly. I'm almost finished."
It was not too much longer when Kylle had exited the bathroom and walked over to the closet they shared in their room. Finding the brown corduroy jacket, Kylle put it on as they both walked out of their room to meet Stanne.
On the way to school, the three of them were discussing the events that were coming their way.
"I wonder how I would look in the t-shirt I'd be posing in this week, you guys."
"Kelly, you'd look fabulous. I mean you've got a vagina that any girl at school would die and besides, you look even better naked than the two of us put together."
"But what about you two. I mean with your clitcocks and all...."
"Now, Kelly, you know that it's between the three of us and no one else, except maybe Ryanne."
"You mean to tell me, Stanne that you and Ryanne hadn't done it with each other as of yet, or with Kylle for that matter?"
"We're working on it, Kelly. It's just that we've really got to work up enough nerve to ask her again because we both got into trouble with her the last time."
"Meaning someone told on you two?"
"Not quite what you've presumed, Kelly. Somehow, Ryanne was asked by Miss Cabot, our English teacher....her mother and somehow it sorta hit the fan and...."
"To abbreviate a lengthy yarn, Kelly, let's just say that we've learned the error of our ways and aren't too eager to go through that again....just yet...."
The three of them quieted down until they arrived at the front of campus. All three of them were relieved that if they posed in the t-shirts this week, then they wouldn't have to go naked until next Monday.
It was later in the morning during Social Studies Class that Miss Carson brought up the t-shirt thing.
"I do hope you all remember that this current 9th grade Program class is required to model the school t-shirts later on this week and that...." Erica immediately knew what they all knew so she cut her speech short. "Well, you get the idea so no need in reminding you all of that other part so therefore we digress to the next part of our 3rd World lecture concerning Latin America and its culture and politics. Can any of you tell me about the most important chapter in Latin American History during the 80's?"
For once, Balfoore raised her hand and recited, "the Iran Contra Scandal, Miss Carson."
"And what was the Iran-Contra Scandal all about, Miss Balfoore?"
"It was supposed to be an arms for hostages deal with Iran dealing the weapons to the Nicaraguan Contras in their revolt against the Marxist Sandinistas under Daniel Ortega...and that there was a big to do over in D.C. in 1987 that made a star out of General Oliver North."
Impressed by what Balfoore had learned thus far she challenged anyone else in the classroom to correct or substantiate what Emily was telling the class.
Stanlee naturally raised a finger as Miss Carson picked her out as she told her what she had learned.
"It is true that what Balfoor had said to you about the scandal that had the country in an uproar back then. The Contras did eventually fight the Sandinistas with the help of the arms they received from the Ayatollahs and...."
The discussion continued until the bell rang signalling for everyone to go to their next class. As the others left, Miss Carson beckoned Stanne to her desk for a moment.
"Stanlee, I wanted to see if you still had a clear and level head upon your shoulders, I trust."
"Don't worry about that, Miss Carson. I'm not asking for an expensive video game set as of yet, ma'am."
"Now where did you get the idea?"
It was lunch as Stanne and Ryanne headed out of the lockerroom to go to the cafeteria to get something to eat when all of sudden, a familiar face stood out in front of them.
"Stanlee Marsden, where have you been all this time?"
"Oh, hello, Mallory. I was busy at the moment, but I was going to find you out and hopefully try to honestly...."
"Never mind about your excuses, Stanlee. You need to come see right now", said Mallory Knox, all haughtily as she pulled the Programee by the white shirt collar and tugged her off and away from Ryanne. Already hungry with no time to go after her, Ryanne merely rushed to the cafeteria leaving Stanne to deal with Mallory on her own terms.
It had been a while since Stanne and Kylle had seen Mallory, Raven, or Eryque last, but she was desperate to catch up on old times as they had a piece of lawn along the main courtyard to themselves with a blanket laid out on the grass and picnic lunch at the ready.
"I was wondering you why you hadn't come to see me for a long while, Stanne. Were you held up?"
"Well....yes I was Mallory, but I'm gonna make it up to you I promise...."
"Then how about right now", said Mallory as she leaned over and kissed Stanne on the lips which sent the younger girl in a head spin that made her collapse on the blanket. While on her back, Stanne stared up into Mallory's blue eyes as she was asked, "how much did you really miss the good times we had together?"
Stanne was about to answer, but Mallory silenced her as she eased her way down to her crotch level, unzipped her jeans, pulled out her 10 inch magical penis and began to suck on it. This sent Stanne into ecstacy as she relaxed as best she could, but to no avail as she was about to explode in the older girl's mouth. She tried to gasp and was barely able to when Miss Fujikawa had come into view. As she recovered, she looked up in alarm to see her Math teacher standing near them....but with a smile on her face.
"Miss Fujikawa, what are you doing here?"
"I was walking by and decided to see what you and your guide were doing together. I had asked Mallory to see what you were up to and it's okay if she sucked you off."
"Well, Miss Fujikawa, I didn't think the school would allow that."
"Oh don't you worry, Stanlee. Mallory asked me if she could go down on you when she met with you today at lunch and I gave her my permission to do so. You can have oral sex between each other. Just as long as it doesn't go beyond that....so Mallory, how did she taste to you young lady?"
Licking her lips, Mallory was still kneeling as she looked at the Greco-Japanese American teacher and responded happily to her.
"She tastes just like a combination between sweet vanilla caramel and cinnamint ice cream." She had licked her lips one more time before turning back to look down to Stanne who was still on the blanket.
"You taste even better than Eryque and your friend Kylle combined."
THE TEE SHIRT MODELING EVENT
The time for the t-shirt modelling had arrived. It was expected that the entire 9th grade Program Class would take part in it. They would pose in just the school issue t-shirts, but be naked from the waist down as the class took turns in an alphabetical order. Emily Balfoore, Carrie Deacon, Craig Duncan, and Bruno DePasquali would be up first as the photographic arts department's main studio was transformed into a light powder blue background. The shoes and socks would have to come off as each Programee took her and his turn in front of the background with just the shirt on and nothing else.
The tee shirts were of a ringer style: solid golden yellow body and short sleeves with a powder blue crewneck and banded sleeve-ends. The front read innocently WOODLAND PARK HIGH with the head of a bear imprinted between the Woodland which was above while the Park High was below it.The photography club took turns taking snapshots of front and back with the genitals and buttocks for good measure. Bruno felt at ease as he knew he looked good in the tee shirt and nothing else. He knew he had been doing the Program good by doing right by it and his enthusiasm had been explicit. Balfoore and Duncan didn't have too much trouble until it was Carrie's turn. By that time, she had raised a big stink about it, but was forced to stand in front of the cameras to pose as she felt herself tear up in her eyes with a noticeable frown upon her face....
Finally, it was the latter alphabetically ordered group of Programees to pose in the tees before the cameras. Ryanne looked absolutely radiant as she stood plainly to show off the t-shirt before being asked to pose in a number of positions. She was getting more and more comfortable being naked in front of the cameras as she presented her buttocks to the lens and she was enjoying it. It was Stanne, Kylle, and Kelly's turn to pose as they stood before the cameras to give the photography class a show they would never forget. Not only did they pose innocently, but provocatively and suggestively which turned everyone else in the room with them on to no end!
After their session was finished, Stanne and Kylle hugged each other tightly and kissed passionately as their magical cocks hardened and corkscrewed into one another! They both didn't want this feeling to end, but they had to break up just momentarily to get their clothes back on. As they entered the next room to get dressed, they both discovered Ryanne was about to get dressed when an idea had come to both of them. They looked to one another and with a silent promise between each other to keep it a secret, they both walked over to Ryanne as she had noticed them entering the changing room.
"You girls want to have your way with me, right?"
"Well, Ryanne. Yes, I don't know if we can keep ourselves restrained for much longer. Me and Kylle need to relieve ourselves with you right now so if we all hurry and keep quiet about it then it will be over with. Please Ryanne..."
The petite teacher's daughter was reluctant and afraid due to the last time she told her mother what she had planned to do with Stanne and Kylle earlier last week, but with a great deal of reticence,she sighed and beckoned them both to come towards her.
"Would you like Kylle to do you doggy-style while you suck me,Ryanne?"
"Okay, but only up my butt and not in my pussy, promise?"
"Agreed and thanks again, Ryanne. Our little tryst'll be our best kept secret", said Kylle to Ryanne as she inserted her penis deeply up Ryanne's innocent little anus. The petite fellow Programee managed to keep her sounds to a minimum as Stanne stood before her with spread legs and erect penis as she carefully inserted it into her virginal mouth.
In a rhythmic motion, Kylle pumped Ryanne's butt with her penis while Stanne pumped her penis into her mouth. Both young ladies moaned softly as they were about to approach orgasm, but when they finished ejaculating into Ryanne's mouth and anus, all three of them were about to receive a rude awakening!
Kelly, who had just finished posing in her tee had walked in on them to get herself redressed and was shocked to see what was before her.
"Stanlee, Kylle! What the hell are you doing with Ryanne?!"
"Kelly! I...I mean we were....just....."
They were both screwed when suddenly Miss Fujikawa and Mr. Hennessy had walked in to discover the scene. Stanne, Kylle, and Ryanne struggled to explain themselves as their courage had faultered and deflated right before everyone else's eyes in the room with them.
At the end of the week, during the Progress Assembly, the three accused stood before the faculty and audience of students with their parents present as Principal Mansey was in charge of the proceedings.
"What are the charges against Kylle Rhaines, Stanlee Marsden, and Ryanne Cabot?"
"It appears that Kylle's sister, Kelly had walked in on them having anal sex which I still understand to be under the no intercourse policy on campus. Isn't that right, Kelly?"
Mr. Hennessy and the faculty had their eyes upon Kylle's blonde fraternal twin sister as she sighed before recounting what she saw that afternoon.
"Yes, Mr. Hennessy and Principal Mansey. My sister had her penis inside of Ryanne's derriere, but Stanne had hers inside her mouth. Is oral sex between students an offense, Principal Mansey?"
"No, Kelly. Oral sex between students is not an offense, but anal, along with vaginal intercourse, is." Miss Cabot was livid, but silent as she stared down both her daughter and the two girls she was caught having sex with. She was angry with all three of them, especially Ryanne to whom she was her own daughter. Ryanne was ashamed and afraid to even catch a glimpse of her mother who was in no mood for any levity.
"Is this true, Stanlee and Kylle?"
"Yes, Principal Mansey. It is true because me and Kylle were going to take turns cornholing Ryanne and...."
"Enough all three of you!", ordered Principal Mansey as she turned to the faculty up on the stage in back to the side of her as she heard their thoughts.
"It appears that Stanlee, Kylle, and Ryanne were all forthcoming in their admissions of the deed, but somehow, the guilt and remorse...."
"Which is exactly what all three of them should be feeling right now: shame, guilt, and remorse", said Miss Carson as she stared down all three of them. The faculty and students in the audience came to a concurrence as Principal Mansey asked, "what just and suitable punishment should be inflicted upon them?"
"Well, since it's their first offense together, then the punishment should be...."
"Ten lashes for the three of them", said Randiee who was up on stage with them. She was visibly disappointed in her child and she had the tears to prove it.
"Stanlee, how could you?"
There was a palpable silence in the amphitorium as the whipping grids were ordered to wheeled out up on the stage by the school S and M Club. Mistress Azzendaye Phillips would be administering the lashes and they began in earnest....
However, the punishment had only just begun....
For the next three weeks, Stanne, Kylle, and Ryanne would have to not only be naked during school hours, but to also remain still in the compromising position they were caught in out on the main courtyard for the entire lunch hour. The classmates present took pictures of them in that position as they laughed and jeered at them, leeringly.
However....
As another just punishment, Randiee managed to lock all of her clothes up in the closet for the remainder of the three weeks of Stanne's discipline as she would be forced to go not only to school naked, but to be out in public stark nude as well! The same had happened to both Ryanne and Kylle as they were all put through the same rigorous ordeal so ordered by the faculty and their parents.
And through all of this....Carrie was enjoying every single minute of Stanne and Kylle's suffering along with Ryanne's as she relished mocking and taunting all three of them for they had certainly made her days at Woodland Park High easier to bear.
And to close this chapter....
When the Marsdens got home, Randiee proceeded to present the mark of her daughter's shame to Stanne in the form of a photograph of her with Kylle and Ryanne in that same compromising position they were caught in during the week of the tee shirt posing!
"Mother, why must you keep humiliating me like this?"
"Because you embarrassed me in a way, Stanlee, and it's for your own good. I will have all your relatives come and look at the picture of you and your friends doing what you shouldn't have been doing during school hours, and you will be present when they look at the photo of you and Kylle and the teacher's daughter going at it. You'll get through this because you have to and I am ordering you to learn a lesson from the error of her ways, young lady. And by the way,you'll be sleeping out in the garage naked and without so much as a blanket, pillow, or mat for the rest of the three weeks. Do you understand?"
"Yes, Mother. I understand",sighed Stanne as tears welled up in her eyes as her mother forced her to retire out into the garage for the duration of her three week punishment.
Randiee was only doing this for Stanlee's own good, but would happen post penalty will be another story, indeed....
TO BE CONTINUED
If you have any questions,please email me at stonefeet@hotmail.com and I will see if I can answer them as best I can so until next time, Keith over and out and bye for now.