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 Archive name: tijuana.txt (F/beast, exh)
 Authors name: Sarah Anne Talley
 Story title : Tijuana Sex Show

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 This work is copyrighted to Sarah Anne Talley (C) 1999.
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 Tijuana Sex Show
 by Sarah Anne Talley (keeper6790@aol.com)
 (As told to her by Hal, yeah right!)

 My girlfriend and I were spending the weekend south of
 the border in Tijuana for Thanksgiving. Neither of us
 has any family living in LA and it's damn depressing
 just kicking around the house in smoggy old Southern
 California on holidays.

 We'd been cruising the flea-bitten bars on Avenue de
 San Juan for most of the morning and had drunk a little
 too much tequilla, but then that's why we came to
 Mexico in the first place -- cheap booze and to party
 with the other gringos. (It's funny how easy it is to
 make friends with fellow countrymen in a foreign
 country.)

 We had met another couple at Miguel's. (Our favorite
 hangout.) Bob and Shirley were old hands in Tijuana
 and knew everything of interest there. Bob and I were
 taking about the upcoming Rose Bowl when he suddenly
 changed the subject.

 "Hey, have you guys seen the Donkey Sex Show yet?" He
 was slurring his words a little bit by now.

 "What?" Was all I could think to say, I mean here we
 were, talking about football and then he starts
 babbling about donkey's and sex! I looked over at
 Stephanie to see if she was going to say anything,
 but she just kept talking to her friend pretending
 not to be listening.

 "You ain't heard about that gorgeous Mexican broad who
 fucks a donkey for an audience? Hell I thought every-
 body had heard about that." Bob said with a leer.
 "Let's go on over there, Shirley and I got a real
 charge out of that show the last time we were in town."

 I looked at Shirley, but she just sat there and blushed. 

 After listening to Bob for several more minutes, he
 had me convinced that this show was one of the eight
 wonder of the world. Actually I had never even thought
 about something that perverted before. But if the
 truth be known, he had peaked my interest.

 Neither of the girls wanted to go so old Bob and I
 trundled off to find out where the event was taking
 place that day. After being miss-directed a few times
 we finally found the place down a dark alley off
 Avenue de la Placentia.

 It was no more than a creaky old warehouse that had
 been hastily converted into a small arena. After
 getting past the greasy old dude at the peephole in
 the door we could see that there were about a hundred
 people seated around a straw strewn ring. To my sur-
 prise there were about 20 women in the crowd, and they
 all looked like American's to me.

 You could have cut the excitement level of the place
 with a butcher knife. Everyone was wondering what would
 happen next. Then a loud blare of Maruichi type music
 started up from the corner of the building and the
 overhead lights flashed into life, glaring down onto
 the center ring.

 I couldn't believe my eyes when I saw the most beauti-
 ful woman I'd ever seen walk into the arena. You could
 tell that she was Mexican by her features and brown
 skin, but I have to say that Sophia Loren in her heyday
 didn't have anything over this woman.

 As she stood there I just sat and gapped as she slowly
 stripped her clothes off for the crowd. Then a gray
 and white donkey was led into the ring. I couldn't
 believe my eyes when this fabulous looking female
 knelt down in the straw and reached up under that
 donkey and started to massage his cock.

 The thought kept running through my mind that with her
 looks she could easily become a world class model, or
 an actress; something more than a cheap sideshow in
 Tijuana. But maybe she didn't know because she was
 scrabbling around under that donkey like it was the
 most important thing in her life. She was trying to
 manipulate it into an erection, and from the looks of
 it she was succeeding nicely.

 Within a minute or so she had that beast fully extended
 to its seventeen inches or so. I was amazed at its size.
 I had never realized that animals had peckers that long.
 Then to my further amazement and slight disgust, this
 beautiful creature leaned forward and began to mouth
 the end of the animal's swollen dick.

 She forced her mouth open, lips stretched to their
 fullest as she began to bob her mouth on and off the
 donkey's dick. And I'll be damned if she didn't start
 to play with her clit to stimulate herself while doing
 that donkey like he was a man.

 I looked guiltily over at Bob; I had a raging hardon
 and knew that something this sick shouldn't arouse me
 like it was doing. Good old Bob was totally into the
 scene before us, and to my surprise and slight dis-
 comfort, he was massaging himself in the crotch while
 his eyes were glued to the show.

 I subconsciously moved a few inches away from the
 pervert, but soon forgot about him when another naked
 girl came prancing out into the arena.

 This second female was much younger than the first. It
 appeared that they might be related because the girl
 looked like a younger version of the first. The woman
 on her knees was obvious bursting with health and most
 defenantly was in her prime, but the younger one looked
 a little skinny, and I didn't think that she would
 reach her "sister's" potential unless she started to
 eat more.

 The young girl made a signal and a man rushed into the
 ring with sawhorses and a sheet of plywood and quickly
 set hem up beside of the lewd scene going on before us.
 Then as he hurried away the girl began to edge the
 donkey over to this "table" with slow halting pulls on
 its lead.

 The woman on the ground crawled along on her hands and
 knees keeping her mouth attached to the animals huge
 cock. She was making love to it like it was better
 than candy. I watched in stunned amazement as she
 grabbed hold of that long animal dick and kissed and
 licked it like she was enjoying herself.

 Once they reached the "table" the girl pulled her 
 to her feet away from the donkey dick and helped her
 up to the plywood sheet. I could see the sawdust mixed
 with dirt on her perfectly shaped knees, and wondered
 for a moment how she would fair on that splintery
 looking old piece of wood.

 But my thoughts about splinters soon evaded me as I
 watched fascinated as the young girl began to shove
 that big old donkey dick up into the beautiful one's
 pussy. It was amazing to watch this. First of all I
 couldn't believe that a woman would let something like
 that be done to her, and secondly I didn't see how it
 would fit.

 I mean I'm your average 5" and I can pound the hell
 out of Stephanie. She complains when I get too
 enthusiastic, saying that it feels like I'm poking her
 stomach from the inside. And here was this woman
 inserting a donkey dick that was over three times the
 length of mine.

 But my amazement grew as I saw more and more of that
 animal's huge cock disappear up that Mexican's cunt.
 She seemed to be enjoying it, and soon began to thrust
 the animal's member into her cunt a little deeper time. 

 Then the girl threw a leather strap over the donkey's
 back so that it dangled over on each side of its
 shoulders. The prostrate beauty immediately grabbed
 that strap and began to thrust her whole body up under
 the donkey's.

 It was like pulled ups. Quickly the young girl pulled
 the woman's feet up and tied them with a strap over
 the hunches of he beast. Her feet were pulled up by
 each flank, as she continued to trust that donkey dick
 into her body.

 At this point I was beginning to feel a little uncom-
 fortable. I was messing up my underwear; I could feel
 my pre-cum wetly all over the inside of my pants. My
 cock felt so hard it was painful to the point that I
 had to unbutton my fly. At that moment I looked over
 at Bob again and was totally shocked to she his big
 old rod extended into the open air, and his fist moving
 up and down the slimy looking shaft.

 I heard the donkey brea and looked back at the scene
 in the area, only to she the beautiful Mexican still
 doing her upside down pull ups. Then I heard a noise,
 but wasn't sure what it was. But as donkey cum started
 to jet out around its shaft that was firmly plugged
 into its human lover, I knew what was happening.

 She had made the beast cum, and there was so much semen
 that as the animal orgasmed, its cum was jetting out
 between the seal of his cock and her cunt lips. I
 watched in fascinated horror as more and more 
 animal cum dribbled down those perfect thighs as she
 kept up her ferrous pace.

 Finally, almost mercifully, the Mexican Beauty stopped
 her thrusts onto the beast, and the little girl ran 
 the rear end of the donkey and untied her feet. As her
 feet were released the woman fell back to the plywood
 and I could tell that she was exhausted.

 I could also tell that she looked sated. Had she had
 her own orgasm? Could she have actually enjoyed this
 perverted coupling of human and animal?

 Well, Bob had. He was a mess; cum all over his pants
 and hands. And I found it rather hard to get up and
 walk after that show. 

 That night I told Stephanie all about it and fucked
 her brains out afterwards. We resolved to take in the
 show again the next time we came south of the border.
 I wanted her to see it because I don't think she
 believed me.
 
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 This story was written as an adult fantasy.  The author
 does not condone the described behavior in real life in
 anyway shape or form. Anyone tempted to act out any of
 the scenarios in this story;  should seriously consider
 seeking professional help.
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