The debutant
written by:
Wilkie

The Debutant

As I sit here on this plane writing a journal entry I wonder if when I read it 30 years from now if I will truly understand what brought me to this decision. For posterity's sake or at least for my sake I will endeavor to tell the whole story.

I have to admit I am a privileged person and coming from strong Christian parents a very sheltered one as well. Daddy is a Texas Oils Baron. His Daddy, my Granddaddy setup the family oil business in the industry infancy. I am an only child. A pretty southern debutant that wants for nothing.

I have it all. I went to a private all girl Christian academy and was presented at the most prestigious debutants Ball in the south. Momma and I fly to New York in fashion week and shop to our hearts content. I have a car and driver at my disposal and a staff at home to take care of my every need.

Why then am I flying on a commercial flight from Cabo San Lucas to Dallas Fort Worth with nothing but the cloths I wear and this low cost Laptop I purchased at the Airport. Why am I still woozy and a little hung over and soar in places a polite lady wouldn't speak of.

It all began after graduation. I was at loose ends for the summer and Daddy decided I should get serious about finding a husband. After all he needed a grandson to raise and teach the business to. Mommy had introduced me to the most eligible bachelor in our neck of the woods. He was an up and coming Associate Pastor at our congregational Baptist church. Most people thought he was a shoe in to get the Ministers post when old man Billings decided to retire. He was running the youth ministry and I got to spend time with him as I volunteered with all the teenage young ladies in our congregation. Daddy approved of him and we were soon dating.

Within six months we were married in the biggest wedding ever seen in West Texas. My husband John was dynamic and handsome as well as a pleasure to speak with, his social skills were unequaled. If he was such a perfect man then why was I so unsettled? To be honest it was sex. He was kind and gentle and we made love on Friday night like clock work but I wanted the hot nasty sex we had all gossiped about in out dorm rooms back at school. I wanted to try all those things I read about in secret in my bedroom late at night. I assumed that after we were married John and I would grow closer together and learn all those sexy secrets about each other. Instead I was just another item on his calendar.

I tried to talk to Momma about it but she just blushed and said dear, men are a funny breed. You need to do what I do and join a bridge club or redecorate your house. At that minute all the flower society meetings and bridge club meetings and all the lavish decorations I had seem when I was growing up started to make sense. I resigned my self to it and decided to redecorate John's study that very week. I waited for John to go off to work Monday morning and walked into his study. It was certainly a very male room. I began looking over the furniture and window treatments. It would be fun redecorating and getting the walls painted and updating all the furniture. John couldn't be mad about it. Daddy bought us the house and it would be daddy's money I spent redecorating.

I opened the doors on the big Credenza and found a TV-VCR combination as well as several video cameras. It occurred to me that John might be video taping his interviews with troubled youth. If nothing else it would be good legal protection in case any of them tried to accuse him of anything. After all they spent many private hours in this study with him.

I opened a drawer and found a row of videotapes. They all had names on them. I recognized the names and was sure they must be tapes of John's counseling sessions. I knew it was wrong of me to be snooping into someone else's most private time with there pastor but I just couldn't help myself. I picked a name of a very pretty outgoing 17 year old and popped it into the VCR. I felt so naughty and guilty about spying but I was secretly hoping the young lady would be confessing to all sorts of torrid details. As the tape started I was shocked. Instead of a counseling session I was watching my husband John have sex with this young lady with her ankles up around her ears and all her cloths on right there on the desk I was sitting at. I was outraged. Humiliated, and heart broken. I went through several of the tapes. It seems my loving decent husband was having dirty sex of every kind with half of the young women in our congregation. All the acts I had read about in secrecy and some I had never even dreamed of were right there on video tape.

I didn't know what to do. I called the corporate business office manager and asked if I could use the jet to go to our retreat in Cabo San Lucas. I quickly packed a bag and had a driver take me to the airport.

When I got to the Retreat I spent many hours in reflection trying to decide what to do. I cried, I cursed. I laughed at myself. I refused all phone calls but I knew Momma was keeping tabs on me with the staff at the retreat. The funny thing was I could tell what hurt the most. That my husband was having all those affairs or that he wasn't doing any of those things with me.

I was no closer to an answer but I could hide no longer. I decided to go home and talk it out with Momma. I asked the staff to arrange a trip home for me. They informed me the Corporate Jet was unable to change its scheduled plans. It was flying Daddy and some associates to Oklahoma. They had gotten me a local charter hop to the Cabo San Lucas Airport and I would be flying first class back to Texas. I had the staff pack for me and put on a simple cotton sundress and sandals. I carried my purse and had them take care of my suitcase. The charter to Cabo was quick and it landed with out incident. I was walking through the terminal when a local boy snatched my purse and headed out the exit. I policemen chased him but he got away. I was devastated. I needed to use a telephone but the police wouldn't let me unless I could prove who I was. They wouldn't let me on my flight and I was trapped in Cabo San Lucas airport with no money or ID and only the clothes I was wearing. I sat down and cried.

A young man approached me and asked if he could help. He was about my age tall sunburned and with wavy full hair. I broke down and told him the whole story. He said if I trusted him he could take me to his Condo with him and I could use the phone and pay back the charges when I had it all straightened out. He introduced himself as Jaimey. I had very few options so I decided to be impetuous and go with him. We took a local Taxi to a large complex of Condos. Jaimey said he was down here with a couple of Buddies to go scuba diving and fishing for the week. The Condo belonged to his friend's parents and they were letting them use it for free. I went with him and met Coray and Tyrone at the Condo. All were college boys. They seemed so young but they were actually my age or a little older.

I got on the phone and called the retreat first. They were very sorry and suggested I contact the business office. They offered to drive over and pick me up but it would be a three hour drive. I got Daddy's business manager on the phone and explained what happened. They asked where I was so I gave them the name of the Condo and The Telephone number. They said not to worry they would contact the Condo and pay all charges. The business officer would cancel all my credit cards and turn off my Cell phone and arrange for the US Consulate to issue me a temporary ID. They would arrange for a new Credit Card to be delivered to the Condo and book me the earliest flight out they could. I thanked them very much and hung up.

The boys had been listening and I could tell they were kind of impressed. They sat and talked and told me they had a dive scheduled for that afternoon. I told them to go ahead, I would be fine. Just then Hospitality called the room and said they were sending up a local specialty compliments of the Resort. They also offered me a toiletry kit and a few items from the gift shop as well as a fruit basket. By the time I got off the phone a waiter was knocking on the door and rolled in a tray full of food and a small gift bag. In the center was a frosty pitcher full of a delicious drink. We all had one and the boys said it would have to wait till after they dove. They grabbed a taxi and left me with a pitcher of drinks. I enjoyed my afternoon alone as funny as that sounds. I took a shower and changed into a white tank top shift with the Condo Logo on it. The Gift shop also sent up a tube of colorful tiny panties. I normally wouldn't wear anything that brief but after the shower I couldn't bring myself to put my used pair back on.

I took a nice walk on the beach and a short nap. I kept drinking the wonderful drinks supplied by the resort. I asked what they were and was told they were Passion Fruit Margueritas. A nice man from the bank delivered my credit card, and an official from the US embassy dropped off my ID. The Condo Desk called me and asked if I wanted to wait till 10 the next morning for a first class flight or would I prefer the first flight out. I decided to take the first flight out. After such a harrowing week I wanted to be home in comfortable surroundings.

In the late afternoon. The boys got back from there dive trip. Jaimey was a typical Frat boy and so was Coray. The only real difference was Coray was blonde with big blue eyes. Tyrone was very pleasant. He was a football player on the college team and was very muscle bound. He was black. I hadn't met many black people outside of church so it was a pleasant surprise to find him respectful and well spoken. They were all very excited about the diving and couldn't stop talking about it. They helped me finish off the fresh pitcher of Margaritas and got ready for dinner. They dressed casually and I offered to take them all out my treat. They said yes and we took off for the local Restaurant Bar. I caught all of them taking second looks at my legs and it felt nice to be admired by a man or men. The Bar was already hopping. It was a typical Mexican tourist bar in a spring break kind of way. I had always wanted to go to spring break but Daddy would never allow it. We had a wonderful dinner and all three boys took turns dancing with me. I was having so much fun.

The drink pitcher never seemed to be empty. I could tell the boys were getting a little drunk and so was I. I can't ever remember drinking that much in my life. The staff came around in a conga line and when ever they got to a pretty girl they tipped back her head and gave her a drink right out of a bottle. When they did it to me I thought they were going to drown me. The liquor was very sharp but the lime in the other bottle made it ok. I was having a great time.

One of the guys told me they all wanted a body shot. I asked what that was and they said I had to lat down on the table and the waiter would pour tequila in my navel and I would hold a wedge of lime in my mouth. I blushed to my roots and said I couldn't do that every one would see my panties. They said hell my panties probably covered as much as a bathing suit anyway.

A waiter danced up me and took my hand. We danced to the bar and he turned me and grabbed my hips and hoisted me up on the bar. I was helped to lay back on my back and somehow my short cotton dress had been pushed out from under my hips. Jaimey came to me and pushed the dress all the way up to just below my breasts. The waiter gave me a wedge of lime to hold in my teeth and tickled my tummy till my belly button was sucked in. Jaimey put salt on the back of his hand and the Bartender poured cold Tequila on to my tummy. The music was pounding and my head was spinning the entire bar was cheering me on. Jaimey licked his hand sucked my tummy them mashed his mouth over mine. As he did so half the tequila ran into my mouth mixed with the lime. I felt a rush and all sorts of strange feelings deep inside me.

Next came Coray. As the music played the ritual was repeated. Instead of putting salt on his hand Coray licked my tummy below my belly button and poured the salt there. As he bit down on the fresh slice of lime his lips locked to mine and I could feel his hand on my leg just inches from my panties.

Tyrone was last. As I lay there I realized the entire Bar could see the new cotton thong panties I had on. They were pulled up tight and made me feel brazen and cheap. I liked the feeling. I could feel my nipples harden and I was sure Tyrone could see them through my dress. Tyrone came to me and put one hand on my lower tummy just above my panty line and with the other slipped my dress up over one of my breasts. The men standing in the circle could all see my tit. I quaked in excitement. Tyrone licked my nipple and poured the salt on it. The bar tender filled my navel with chilled liquor and Tyrone sucked my nipple sucked my belly button and put his mouth to mine. As he bit down and filled my mouth with lime and Tequila I felt his hand slide down over my pussy. I almost passed out from that feeling. As I came back to awareness the entire Bar was cheering. Another pretty COED was mounting the bar for her boyfriend as I was helped down.

I asked the boys to take me home. We walked and talked all the way back to the Condo. Coray said it was way too early to go to bed and told everyone he was starting up the hot tub. The guys were all wearing shorts so they were all in the tub in short order. I hesitated and Jaimey asked if something was wrong. I told him I didn't have suit. He just laughed and told me to come in my dress and panties. I thought about it for a second. Once I realized I had already shown an entire bar full of strangers my panties it seemed kind of silly to be shy now.

I hopped in and settled into a corner next to Jaimey and in front of Coray and Tyrone. I quickly realized the water made my white cotton dress almost transparent but I was beyond caring and to drunk to worry about it. Jaimey asked me if I wanted my shoulders rubbed I sat right in front of him and let him massage me. The hot water and alcohol relaxed me completely. I found myself laying back on Jaimey's lap as my feet and legs floated in the tub. I could feel hands roaming over my body. They felt so good. I looked over to see a pile of white cotton floating in the tub. It was my dress. I can't remember the boys taking it off of me but it felt so good to have my bare skin exposed to the cool air.

Jaimey was massaging my chest and rubbing my now hard nipples. I could feel someone else tugging at my panties. As they floated away I became aware of the most delicious feeling I had ever felt. Coray had slipped down between my legs and was kissing my pussy as he touched me at the same time. Jaimey was holding me with my shoulder flat on his lap and my head up on his chest I could see how nasty I looked with my legs spread out and sitting on the lip of the hot tub. Jaimey continued caressing my nipples and tits as Coray sucked my pussy. I again convulsed into darkness and pleasure. I remember thinking, so that is what an orgasm feels like.

When I came back awake I was rolled over in Coray's lap with my head on his thigh. He was touching my head and face I felt my feet touch the bottom of the hot tub and my hips being pulled straight. My ass was out of the water in the cool night air. I became aware of something smooth and hard rubbing my pussy. As I pulled my head up and looked over my shoulder Jaimey was behind me with his fist holding the biggest dick I could hope to imagine. He carefully slipped it into my pussy and I immediately clenched my entire lower body. My head rolled back and I could here a woman screaming in pleasure. I became aware that it was me screaming. As Jaimey started fucking me from behind I felt something velvety hit my cheek. I looked and it was Coray's rock hard cock. He rubbed it on my lips and face. With out realizing why I opened my mouth and let it slide in. Coray had a firm hold on my hair and I was being fucked from both ends. With each stroke Jaimey forced me further and further down onto Coray's dick. I felt wave after wave of pleasure course through my body. I was having trouble breathing but my body was experiencing so much pleasure it didn't seem to matter.

I wondered where Tyrone was. I caught site of him out of the corner of my eye. Tyrone was sitting in a lounge chair beside the Hot tub watching. In his hand was a huge black cock as he stroked it he kept pouring more and more suntan oil on it. Just then Jaimey broke the rhythm and I realized he was pumping my pussy full of cum. I sputtered and coughed as Coray filled my mouth with his seed. Again I collapsed in total pleasure. I came to as I was being guided out of the Hot tub. I walked over to Tyrone and he turned me around. I felt him nudging my legs open and he helped me shuffle back. Tyrone guided me to sit on him as I began I felt the wonderful huge dick of his make contact with my anus. As greasy as it was it slipped in easily. I began talking like a cheap street whore. I yelled at him to fuck me hard with his big black cock. I rode him hard and the feeling of being stretched and stuffed back there was unbelievable. My hair was grabbed and my head turned. Jaimey forced his slimy dick into my open mouth. As I found a rhythm and settled into complete abandon I felt Coray take my nipples in his fingers. He crouched between Tyrone's spread legs and put his now hard cock to my pussy lips. He rammed it in to the hilt. I was completely full. The feeling of Tyrone's monster cock and Coray's rubbing together with only a thin membrane separating them was indescribable. I would have been screaming with uncontrolled passion if Jaimey didn't have his dick wedged down my throat.

My life was one huge ball of passion and pleasure. Tyrone fired a huge load in my ass and Jaimey coated my tonsils. I was racked with orgasm after intense orgasm. Coray slipped out and with his hand pumped his load all over my face and tits. I hopped back in the hot tub to rinse off and staggered off to bed. The boys used me all night long. Most of the time with a video camera recording every sordid detail. I remember looking right at the camera with sweat dripping off my body. On my knees and elbows with Jaimey's cock wedged all the way up my ass.

I am sitting here now sore and bruised by completely and totally fulfilled. I took the tape from the camera as I left the tangle of nude bodies to make my flight home. I am not sure if I will divorce my cheating husband or show him this tape. Either way my life has been changed forever. Unlike my mother, I will not settle for a life or Rose garden parties and remodeling.