Ladies and gentlemen, I have returned with an all new Woodland Park story that is a prequel of sorts to the New York City adventure. It is a two part holiday adventure with the conclusion to happen after the quartet returns from back east, but right now , let me go over the rules: if you are under 18, live where it is unlawful to read this type of story, or find the notion of women in love with each other offensive and objectionable, then please do us a favor and leave for your own sakes and good.
Also, this new two parter will deal with some female incest, which you should all know by now is morally and legally wrong in the real world, but if you can all remember to keep this in the realm of fictional fantasy and keep it at that, then there should not be any problem at all, whatsoever. So please, do not, I mean, do not, try any of the things you are about to read here at home!!!!
Any further questions? If noty, then let's begin, shall we?
WOODLAND PARK: THE SPIRIT OF EASTER-PART 1-WOMEN AND GIRLS IN KILTS
by Keith
The community of Woodland Park, California was preparing for the St. Patrick's Day festivities that were about to held this coming weekend. The parade was going to be held this Saturday down the course of the Main Street section of downtown Woodland Park, with the Mayor, Principal Garrison, and all manner of leading citizens to be present as well.
Naturally, Erica Emanuelle Carson was inivited to sit in with the Mayor and the other leading citizens to be grand marshalls of the parade, but the high-light would be the performance of a particular performance troupe called the Irish-American Women's FolkDance and Bagpipe Drum Corps. This would be a special St. Patrick's Day parade none would ever forget, if only Erica and her friends could make it to Saturday.
At school, with Erica teaching 6th grade class, the subject came upon St. Patrick and the country of Ireland. She knew some things or two about it, so she asked Jereldine Fitzsimmons to speak to her class about the holiday and what it means to celebrate it, so on a Wednesday, a few days before Saturday's parade, Ms. Carson presented Ms. Fitzsimmons before her entire 6th grade middle school class to be lectured on the meaning of St. Patrick.
"Now, children, I want you all to give Miss Fitzsimmons your undivided attention, understand?"
The children knew how to behave for their beloved teacher, so the redhead with the grown out shag do and blue-green eyes stood up before the class and made her speech.
"Kids, the meaning of St. Patrick's Day is simple enough: St. Patrick was an English kid who was taken into slavery over to Ireland in the 5-6th Centuries A.D. as a lesson for not taking his faith seriously. He saw this as a chance to spread the Word to the Irish people and in time, he accomplished this task. Legend also has it that he cast all the snakes out of Ireland, and that the land has remained green ever since his presence more than 1700 years ago. It's an important feast day for all Irish folk, not only here in America, but also in the many other English-speaking countries where the Irish came to settle to begin a new life for themselves. There's also another legend that if you wear green on St. Patty's Day, you won't get pinched by any leprechauns, so be sure you were lots a green when the parade comes this weekend and also when St. Patty's Day comes this next Wednesday, got it kids?"
There was silence in the classroom as the kids looked to Miss Carson for some more input and insight.
After a moment, the teacher came up to Miss Fitzsimmons to congradulate her.
"That was perfect, Miss Fitzsimmons. Now if you will excuse us, we have some more lessons we have to complete before the day is through."
And with that, Jereldine excused herself to take her leave.
Meanwhile, down the outdoor hall towards the next set of buildings, another class was taking place.
Miss Carswell, the 7th grade science teacher was perhaps the worst teacher this year's crop of 7th graders ever got and they were about to learn why.
Upon completing a sentence she had written on the chalkboard, she stood and faced her class with her cleavage hanging out for all to see, all saucily and pert.
"And that's the reason why the dinosaurs are extinct even today because they're sooo totally gay....."
"How do y' know they were gay, Ms. Carswell?"
"Because they were, damn it!!!!"
"Gee, I thought the dinosaurs were extinct because a meteorite crashlanded in what is now the Yucatan Peninsula in Mexico."
"Don't you dare correct me, little missy!!!"
With that little snapping, she stuck her tongue out at one of the kids in her seat.
"Well, anyway. The dinosaurs were extinct because God didn't like them at all because not only were sooo totally gay, but they were also sooo stupid and dumb...."
"Hey Miss Carswell, Creation is just a myth and fairy tale meant to frighten kids. The dinosaurs did exist and they did die out 65,000,000 years ago, not in the year 4004 B.C. like some butthole named the Bishop Usher said back in the Dark Ages."
"Don't you correct me!!!"
"You should know it's true, Miss Carswell, because Miss Carson has told us all the scientific facts about the dinosaurs: not only were the ancestral to birds, but they were not meant to be referred to as Jesus Horses like the School Board in Georgia wants them to be proclaimed to be...."
The banter and arguing went back and forth for the rest of the period between teacher and students until the final bell rang........
As soon as school let out, two young 7th grade girls by name of Stanne and Kenne were outside the campus talking amongst themselves quietly as the other students passed them by.
"This Miss Carswell doesn't know anything about anything, Kenniee. She's such a total bitch!"
"Can't help it, dude. That's just the way she is. When you're raised by fundamentalist butthole turds for parents, what can you expect?"
"I hate it! I can't stand her,dude! She sucks balls as well as being such a total super bitch, too, and you should know it, as well, Kenniee."
"C'mon, dude, let's just get outta here. I hear Jackie, Bunny and Jere got a new sound system over at their house. Wanna go over to see if they'll let us try it out?"
"No dude, I can't. I gotta get home because my folks want me t' go wit'em t' see the Passion of the Christ with'em. I don't really wanna go, but I gotta."
"I can walk you home if y' want, dude."
"Oh, okay. Let's go."
The two young 7th graders began their short walk home from school down the street which was only a block or so from the campus just as over at the Parkette Pad.....
"Dude, got the new Hubastank cd?"
"Got it!"
Bunny raced over with the latest Hubastank cd single to hand over to Jackie Pooh for her to plop into the stereo cd player. With that done, the volume was cranked up and the house began to shake with the extra addition of bass as the entire meager furnishings began to quiver and quaver about the house just as Erica and Jere were entering the house.
"Hey! Could you two please decrease the volume just a tad or so?"
Erica had to shout over to Jackie Pooh and Bunny as the latter turned the volume knob on the stereo system down considerably so as not to make any further noise within the house all four of them shared with each other.
Erica made her way to the kitchen to set her briefcase of yesterday's homework assignments down on the table for her to grade just as Jere was about to make it to the kitchen to start dinner.
"I hope all three of you didn't spend too much money on that vanity system because the rent's due next Monday", Erica said to all three of her young 20something friends who too busy trying to straighten up some more.
"Don't be such a killjoy, dude! We got this at the swapmeet over the weekend. In fact, this guy was practically giving it away and he was desperate, too", said Jackie Pooh to Erica who had already begun to grade her student's homework assignments from yesterday in the kitchen on the table.
"You should all know by now that if someone's desperate to give some thing away to somebody, it probably means that you've probably got a lemon....."
And with that said, the entire stereo system began to malfunction before finally exploding in a cascade of sparks and smoke sending all three of them in the living room into a coughing fit in a thick screen of smoke.
After the smoke cleared, Bunny cleared the remaining residue wafts with her hands before proclaiming, "gee, thanks a lot, Jere......"
Nothing much further happened for the rest of the week until the Saturday of the St. Patrick's Day parade arrived. The Main Street section of Woodland Park was cordoned off with half of the townspeople situated on both sides of the street, eagerly awaiting for the festivities to begin.
The Mayor, Miss Carson, and the rest of the leading citizens of the Woodland Park Honorary Citizens' League were seated in their special box in the middle of the parade route so as to judge the performances of the featured troupes that would be marching down Main Street, and without further ado, the Mayor gave his relent and the parade was about to begin.
The first of the procession down Main Street were the Woodland Park Middle and High School Marching Bands all dressed in their brightest green to celebrate the holiday as they played the US Marine Corps theme song, followed by the Woodland Park chapter of the Zelzah Shrine Brotherhood in their fezzes and mini-cars as they made their circuitry down the street, honking and buzzing all the while. After they completed their route, a float rolled merrily down Main Street symbolizing St. Patrick's Day complete with a rainbow and a pot of gold; an actor portraying St. Patrick complete in Bishop's robes and shepherd's crook waved his thanks and greetings to all the citizens of Woodland Park with a bevy of beautiful girls dressed like sexy little leprechauns writhing all over the float. Then it was followed by a banner carried by the Children of Hibernia, a non-profit charity organization of Irish-Americans dressed festively in their finest green with bright kelly green sashes upon their persons waving their greetings to all present. A good deal of more displays and floats would come until at last, the moment had come.......
Down Main Street came the Irish-American Women's FolkDance and Bagpipe Drum Corps led by Anish O'Sullivan dressed in their boldest darkest hunter green with their mini blackwatch tartan kilts swishing gently side to side while they played their pipes, fifes, and drums to a standing ovation from the citizens of Woodland Park, thereby concluding the procession!
It was after a bit that everyone gathered at the park nearest the Town Center Hall for the rest of festivities: mint flavored cakes, ice cream, 7-Up soda, as well as, corned beef sandwiches and all manner of holiday themed and colored foods were offered in a carnival like atmosphere. The parad went off without a hitch and the Mayor was proud of that fact, but not so fast for the fun was just about to begin......
Meanwhile, backstage inside the auditorium at the town center hall, the Irish-American Women's Folkdance and Bagpipe Drum Corps was missing one member.
"Has anyone seen Neven O'Gallagher?", asked Colleen Cavanaugh, a brunette haired member with blue eyes whose daughter, Ceilidh, was by her side the whole time, getting ready to perform a jig with the rest of the Corps. any moment now.
It would not be much longer until Neven, the young red-haired girl would be discovered doing the unthinkable!
Lo and behold! Neven was standing in front of an air conditioning machine with her legs bent and spread and her mini kilt held upward by her hands, exposing her naked vagina to the frigid blasts. She was cooing and sighing in pure ecstacy, unaware that she was being watched!
Jackie Pooh and Bunny were just passing through when they discovered Neven doing her thing. Upon such a wondrous sight, they giggled to each other, exchanging something that no one else could hear.
"So it is true that what they say about Scottish girls not wearing anything under their kilts, huh, Jack?"
"You bet cher sweet little buns it is, Bunny dear, you bet it is. Wanna go check her out just to make sure?"
"Okay......."
The blonde and brunette women approached the young woman who was cooling her vagina off with the air conditioner, catching her by surprise.
"Say little cutie, wanna share yer little cunt with the two of us?, asked Jackie Pooh raunchily with Bunny by her side.
"Oh dear. I'm not supposed to show my pussy to anyone else except maybe to my Mom or our friends."
"Oh and why the fudge not, deary?"
"Because I could get into trouble...."
"Well yer not supposed to blow cold air up yer vagina lest you get an embolism and drop dead," said Bunny to Neven who was taken by surprise by what she was told by the frizzy blonde-haired woman.
"Oh dear, what can I do to prevent such a catastrophe?"
"Allow us to provide the cure and to help you remedy that for you, my dear sweet little honey bunny", said Jackie as she got down on her knees and proceeded to press her face deeply into Neven's crotch, sending the young red-haired Irish-American woman into a heights of even higher ecstacy, forcing her top place her hands atop Jackie's straight brown tresses.
Bunny got behind Neven and pressed herself against her back as she cupped her own hands upon the young woman's clothed breasts, prompting her to kiss her sweet neck.
"You're so beautiful to us, Neven. Your Mommy should be so proud of you and of that as well", proclaimed Bunny as she kissed Neven once more before she got down to her knees from behind her and began to suck on her anus!
The double oral penetration of both clitoris and anus sent Neven into the stratosphere of purest ecstacy as she tilted her head, closed her eyes and gasped, hyperventilating until the moment ot climax was about to arrive.
5......4.....3....2.....1........CLIMAX!!!!!!
Neven managed to stifle her screams long enough to gasp silently as she shook and quavered violently, while she ejaculated her love fluids into both Jackie and Bunny's mouths!
After a moment, they recovered and removing their faces from her anus and clitoris respectively, they both looked up at Neven with smiles across their faces, taking turns saying......
"Gee, I never thought you tasted this sweet and tasty......"
"Eeeyeah!!!! Just like mint!Mmmmmmm!!!!"
Jackie licked her lips and her face of any residual girl fluid remaining as they both got back on their feet and prepared to get back to the stage area.....
With Neven back with the troupe, the dance ensemble would begin their number in earnest!
The curtain opened to reveal eight women; mother and daughter+ two sisters standing in single file on stage before a crowd of adults only. With Jere in the lead, the ladies began their dance number, wowing the crowd.
The O'Sullivans stole the show when they both took each other by the hands and tangoed with each other in a swift rip-roaring ballet that left everyone spell bound!
The performance was reaching its climax and when the climax came, the Irish-American FolkDance and Bagpipe Drum Corps. did the unthinkable: they undid their mini kilts and exposed their naked genitalia for all of the adults to see which sent them all into a standing ovation! They took their bows and smiled cheerily and appreciatively with their nude vaginas exposed for all to see. Luckily the kids were not present to see this.
The festivities at the town center hall continued as planned,even without the children present to spoil the fun for all of the adults in the audience, which were well behaved. Meaning, that Jereldine Fitzsimmons had succeeded in leading the Irish-American Women's Corps. to a standing ovation.
Later at the house the four shared with each other, the Irish-American Corps. were visiting with our ladies when it was time for them all to part.
"Ladies, I think it's time we should be going now", said Anish to her cohorts as they all prepared to leave, but not before Erica had something else up her sleeve.
"Say ladies, why don't you let us send you off in style."
"Like how?", asked Morrigan.
"You'll see", said Jere as all four dropped to their knees and proceeded to suck them all off into the night. This weekend before St. Patrick's Wednesday would be memorable indeed, but the holiday would not be over, not by a long shot as of yet.
TO BE CONCLUDED
I must apologize for the gap towards the end of the first part of the new holiday story, but a last minute decision forced me to edit an objectionable sequence out before it could be sent in. I do apologize. If you have any complaints, questions, or comments, you know where to send them and to reach me at stonefeet@hotmail.com. keith over and out, bye for now.