Casey Thomas, Eighteen Year Old Student

Casey's Eighteenth Birthday

I couldn’t believe my luck! Here I was Jason Miller, staring at Casey Thomas, the girl every guy in homeroom wanted to see buck naked, as she laid out on a towel, of what she must have thought as a secluded spot, by the creek that ran a block from her place, reading a book of some kind. She must have been enjoying it, I couldn’t see her right hand but I could tell that her legs were opened. Didn’t take a genius to figure out what she was doing!

Of course I would come across her today of all days when I forgot my phone, so I couldn’t get proof of anything I could say to the guys. That was when I had to come back again and hope this wasn’t a one off time for Casey!
So I held my tongue until I had photographic proof of what I would tell the guys. And on Monday afternoon after the classes were over for the day, I made a beeline for the hidden spot and made damn sure my Canon digital camera and long distance lens were ready to go. About a half hour later I heard sounds coming closer to the spot roughly one hundred yards away from where I was hiding. I looked through the lens and saw a person spreading out a towel then started to remove their clothes.

“Sweet Jesus!” I almost lost my grip on the camera, thank god I was smart enough to use the camera strap around my neck just in case of something like that happening. I started snapping pictures of Casey as she removed her top and bra. It wasn’t long before I got the chance to take more pictures of her ass and legs. Then she laid down after placing her clothes in a large shoulder bag that she hung in a tree about a foot to where she laid down. Then I was able to see the book she was reading, “Fifty Shades Of Grey” by E.L. James.

I didn’t want to take a chance of something happening that would alert Casey to my presence there, so I slowly made my way to the path that would get me back to the street. I made it back home without incident, after twenty minutes went by. I immediately went to my room and went through the pictures I took, biting my fist to prevent me crying out. The pictures were a bit blurry, so I figured that the guys would say it was someone else and that of course I was lying.

I went downstairs dejected only to see mom and Mrs. Thomas, Casey’s mom, talking together, about a possible birthday party for Casey. Mrs Thomas was saying that Casey didn’t want a party if her parents were going to be there. That was when I came into the room and mom asked me if I would be willing to throw Casey a birthday party. Promising me that her parents were not going to be around. Basically Mrs. Thomas said she was giving me carte blanche.

Then it came to me, why show the guys pictures when I could show them all the real thing! Instantly I agreed and already had the big day all planned.

So that was why on Friday afternoon, I was back at the spot where Casey read naked on a towel waiting for her to show up. But this time I made sure that this was one birthday both Casey and the guys would always remember. First I told only the guys about the party and had them waiting in her living room while I went and collected the guest of honor.

I waited until Casey yawned and placed the book down. I counted twenty five Mississippis before stealthy working my way closer to where her bag of clothes hung and removed them and made my way to Casey’s house. Damn I so badly want to stick around and watch Casey freak out about her clothes being taken. From there I could just imagine Casey wrapping the towel around herself and making her way to her place.

As it was I sat up in her bedroom which just happened to face the way she would come from to get home, So the minute I saw her through the telephoto lens, I scrambled back down to the living room and told everyone to hide. That was when I thought how was Casey going to get inside? I had her keys!

But that didn’t prevent Casey getting in. Apparently her parents hid a spare key in the rose bushes that grew besides the front door. Casey came into the darkened room, closing the door behind her. That was when I flicked on the light and the guys jumped out of hiding and screamed “Happy Birthday, Casey!”

Casey shrieked and dropped the hold she had on the towel, which pooled on the floor around the naked Casey.
“OHMYGODWHYAREYOU...?” Then Casey remembered that she was naked and noticed for the first time that everyone present were guys from her homeroom and they all had their phones out taking pictures of her as she stood there!

She covered her breast with her right arm, leaving her left hand to drop down and covered her crotch. Since she was standing with her back to the door, the view of her was temporarily blocked.

But even I failed to see one of the guys coming beside Casey and working his hand between her and the door, gently slapping her asscheek. Casey shrieked again and without thinking turned to the guys and was about to chastise him when the sounds of more pictures being taken.

Then I heard one of the guys say, “Damn this may be Casey’s eighteenth birthday but we are getting the presents not her!”

Casey recovered and screamed at us to get out of her house. Since the guys had both their own proof of what they have always suspected and a sudden desire to go home and beat off to the pictures, there wasn’t a fight to get them out of her house. Hell I never told anyone how I set a Video camera up to record her homecoming!

They could have their pictures! I had a three dimensional movie of Casey to beat off to!