Date: Sun, 8 Sep 2002 20:15:38 -0700
From: eaeiii@att.net
Subject: Vacation-25

We got to the border about ten minutes later.  John drove around a little
trying to find a place to park the car on the US side.

After locking the doors, we hoofed it to the bridge across the Rio Grande.
We had to pay a small toll just for walking across the bridge.

Mexican customs was no big deal - they just looked at us and waved us
through.

We found ourselves on a main street.  In just a few hundred yards the world
had changed.  The smells were different.  The music was different.  The
look of the shops was different.

We spent a little time wandering in and out of shops.  I didn't see
anything that I particularly wanted to cart around.  After about 45 minutes
of visiting stores we had walked about a half-mile into the Mexican city.

As we were crossing a side street, Bob suggested we head down it rather
than keep going on the main street.  I had visions of his leading us down
the side street to the arcade yesterday morning.  My cock hardened a little
in anticipation of where he might be leading us.

We walked about two blocks off the main street and Bob led us into a place
that had a tired old sign hanging above the door that said "Cantina".

It was a bar.  It was dark.  It took a minute or so for my eyes to adjust
to the dim lighting.

We seated ourselves at one of the many small round tables in the place.
The tables surrounded a stage that was empty.

I looked around and saw that almost all of the customers were gringos, like
us.  A scantily clad waitress approached us and Bob ordered "Tres Dos
Equis."  "Three beers," he said to me when he was finished with the order.

When the waitress brought the beers three very young and scantily clad
girls joined us.  One pulled her chair up beside me, put her hand on my
crotch and said, "Buy me drink, Big Boy."

"Sure," I replied.

"You dumb shit," Bob said.  You're about to pay five dollars for a glass of
water.

I really didn't care because the girl had pulled down my zipper and was
playing with my cock.

When my "date" had received her drink, the lights dimmed even more.  A guy
got up on the stage with a mike, and was announced by a three-man-band in
the corner that I hadn't noticed before.

"Ladies and gentlemen, he said in accented English, "prepare to watch the
most fantastic sex show on the face of the Earth."

I decided that I was ready for that, and it was well worth a five-dollar
glass of water.  Especially since the cute young thing sitting next to me
was stroking my meat.

The three-man-band began to do an awful job of playing music.  Two average
looking thirty-something girls came out on the stage and performed a
striptease to the music.  Their act wouldn't even have made it to an X
rating on an American silver screen.

They disappeared behind the curtain and four better-looking girls came out.
These were younger, and better built.  They did another striptease to
another piece played by the three-man-band that was as bad as the earlier
tune.  This act was a little hotter because the girls caressed each other's
breasts a little while they were dancing.

My "date" continued to stroke my cock.  She had it all the way out of my
levis and was rubbing the precum around the head with her thumb.

There were about four more acts, all with rotten music, but with improving
eroticism.  The fourth act had six really hot looking girls rubbing their
bodies together and caressing all of the important parts.

My "date" was still working on my cock, and ordered another "drink" from
the waitress.

Then a drum roll brought the announcer back to the stage.  "The doors are
locked, the stage is set.  No one may enter or leave as we bring you the
hottest show on Earth."

I remembered we had already been offered the most fantastic sex show once,
and did not have high expectations about what was to come.

A donkey was led on ton the stage.  He was strapped to some kind of
contraption in the ceiling.  When he was positioned in the center of the
stage, his legs were strapped in a way that they couldn't move.  About ten
young girls came out from behind the curtain, all nude, and began to rub
their bodies against the donkey.  One of them put a cloth over his nose - I
later figured it was some sort of donkey sex potent.  The donkey's dong
began to grow.

One of the girls wrapped her hand around the huge organ and began stroking
it.  Others joined in.

I remembered a time when my parents had taken me horseback riding.  One of
the horses had decided to piss while were still in the corral.  His cock
had grown to nearly two feet - just to piss.

The donkey's cock continued to grow until it was nearly two feet long and
as big around as my arm.  My "date" was continuing to work on my cock,
which was nowhere near as big as the donkey's.

Eight of the girls on the stage had their hands wrapped around the huge
organ, rubbing their bodies against each other and the horny animal.  A
drum roll announced that something else was going to happen.

The curtains parted and out came an absolutely beautiful Hispanic girl
draped in a cape.  She danced around the stage to the lousy music for a few
minutes, letting the cape fall lower until she dropped it on the floor and
stood completely nude before us.

She danced over to the donkey, and began to lower herself to the floor.
She began to tongue the end of the donkey's raging cock.  My cock responded
in my "date's" hands by getting steel-hard.  She continued to work on me,
and ordered another glass of water.

The new dancer laid on her back on the stage and was lifted up by her ten
friends.  Her legs were spread as wide as she could get them, and her
friends lifted her so the donkey's cock was teasing her cunt.  They lifted
her up and back.  The donkey liked that, and began to thrust forward.
Every movement of the girls and the donkey dug that enormous cock deeper
into her cunt.

The donkey began braying and bucking his ass as hard as he could into the
juicy pussy he was invading.  I could not believe the size of the animal,
or the size of the pussy that was taking that meat.

I could tell that only half of the length of the donkey cock fit into the
dancer.  She seemed to be enjoying being stuffed full.

Suddenly, the pace accelerated, and the donkey obviously began to cum.  His
first hot thrust was accompanied by a donkey-squeal.  Several successive
shots were accompanied by great amounts of cum shooting back out of the
pussy onto the stage.

When the donkey had calmed down, the dancer was lowered to the stage floor
by the rest of the cast.  Eight of them helped her stand.  She took a bow
to the applause of the fifteen or twenty customers in the place, with
donkey cum dripping down her legs onto the stage floor.

For a few seconds I wondered what it would be like to be fucked by a cock
that big.  Or to suck it.  Or to have one in each end at the same time.

I was getting really close to shooting my load.  Two of the dancers were
leading the donkey off the stage, and the other eight were carrying the
recipient of the donkey's attentions off.

Bob reached over and grabbed my date's wrist to make her stop jacking my
cock.  I started to protest.

"Forget the hand job," he said to me.  "We're going to fix you up big
time."

Bob pulled a hundred-dollar bill out of his wallet and gave it to our
waitress as he whispered something to her.  She nodded.

Within a few seconds the gal who had just been fucked by the donkey was
carried back out and laid on her back across the table in front of me.  My
raging hardon needed a place to go, and the donkey-cum-soaked pussy right
in front of me seemed to be the right place to put it.

Standing, I let my Levis drop to the floor and rammed my steeled meat all
the way into that well-lubricated pussy.

Heaven!  I was pounding into her and her loose cunt was teasing me.

Bob opened his Levis and stuck his huge organ into her throat.  She
greedily swallowed it.  John put his cock in her right hand, and she began
to jack it.  A guy from the next table came over and put his cock in her
other hand.  She jacked him too.

Four of us were pounding into this lady who had just been fucked by a
donkey.  My "date" apparently decided to earn her fifteen dollars for water
and massaged my balls as I fucked the donkey fucker.  That brought me over
the edge, and my cum mixed with the donkey cum in the loose pussy I was
pounding.

Holy shit!  I'm fucking in public and loving it.

Cum was everywhere when the dancers lifted the donkey fucker off the table
and carried her backstage.  The audience, what little of it there was, was
standing and clapping.

I was glad they didn't have "Show and Tell" in college.

The three of us went to the bathroom to clean up.  I had to get an awful
lot of cum off my legs.

Then we headed out the door.  I had no interest in shopping anymore, and
the two of them had been to Mexico enough that shopping was not a part of
their agenda.

We walked back across the bridge, paying another walking toll.  Getting
through US customs and immigration was a little more time-consuming that
going, but no big deal.



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