The Lady of the Funk Ball - Part 1

Despite being from Rio de Janeiro, the fact that I have separated parents made me spend my teenage years on the axis between Rio and Chicago. My mother is also from Rio, and my American father came from Naperville in Illinois. For this reason, the cultural boom of Carioca funk dances went beyond my musical preference. At 21, already mature enough to know what I wanted, I started going out more and making friends. Dona Joana, secretary of my mom since I was little, sometimes took her daughter to help with household chores. Natalia was 20 years old, a little younger but it never stopped us from having fun and talking about everything. When she came to the house I used to put funk on her mp3 player which amused me very much because she sang along with the music as if she were some kind of figure. She caught me several times looking at her and laughing, and one day she played my songs through the computer and sat listening with me and describing the MC<unk>s that they sing. <unk> Blanquela so on the hill was going to make a success!! And my curiosity only increased. In the heat of summer carioca, I then let rolling madness that could not pass in blank, decided to tell you!
My name is Gabriela, for those of you who don't know me. I am 29 years old, 1.68 meters tall, 55 kilos, white with light brown eyes, blond hair, very large breasts, a steep and hot butt and love sex. Natalia and Dona Joana live in the suburbs here in Rio de Janeiro, Tomás Coelho. One day we were talking and Naty told me that Hurricane 2000 would do a funk dance there in her community. I had never been to a funk ball before so she knew it was meant to excite me. When I asked her what she looked like, Naty said this was my biggest crush. That most of the men go in bermuda, slippers and no shirt, and women with short skirts, tops, shorts. Most were poor people, black and rarely there was a white woman like me, she said laughing. She also told me that guys rubbed their faces on girls, skinned and such ... and that girls rolled up close to them. I thought it exciting but dangerous, she replied that everything was free, although they went traffickers or drug soldiers , and many people came too smell, smoke, sell and buy drugs. Curious cube what I saw, I know she was very interested . I asked if the police were there a lot and Naty laughed: <unk> Xiiii, Gabi, even sometimes guys go but it's all bought. No one goes to jail, no. There is no monkey!
I opened the game with her, saying that she really wanted to know a funk dance but was afraid because I always heard what happened in there from dancing and gangbanging and everything. She looked at me as if measuring my words and invited me to go to the funk dance with her and also said: <unk> Poxa Gabi, you can sleep here on Friday-Saturday night, then I will teach you some dances and we'll play drums! My mother would love to have you there! If you don't have any clothes I'll lend you one of mine. At that time I thought "Go for it!" I went to college and when I got home, I looked for it and found a short jean shorts and white knit sweater that I put on. And then I stared at myself in the mirror. It was sexy without being attractive, but just tight and comfortable to dance with, leaving part of my bundle out there. Then I tried another suit, more provocative, a tighter-fitting one smaller than mine when I was younger. I told my mother that I was going to sleep at Naty's house from Friday to Saturday. When she arrived on the sixth, I went to her place and got settled in a little room down the hallway, which was very small even though it had only one single bed and an armoire. I left all of my things there and went into her bedroom so we could chat and get dressed. Someone knocked on the door and she answered. There were some friends of hers - five or something like that, I don't remember exactly - who came asking what time she would be leaving for funk dancing. When they saw me, I felt that they were eating with their eyes and one of them, the most evil-faced, said: <unk> Now, will not Naty introduce us to your friend? So she introduced me and he asked if I was still going with her. I answered yes and he went out with the others giving a small laugh as an asshole. She closed the door and spoke to me by tapping my butt: ?? Be careful eh! You don't mess around guys like this, no! This move is fucked up! Everything catchy and funny! At that time I laughed and so did she and we switched places.
I started to change, and I put on these tiny little black panties that were so tight all the way up my butt. And then there was this white lycra shorts which showed off the bottom of my underpants as well as the pimples in my top pocket. Then I did some make-up and when I looked at myself in the mirror... wow! There's a real danger here: Naty is wearing an oversized dress with half transparent straps because she couldn't bend down too much to show her pants or wear high heels;
We left her house, which was immediately saying: <unk> Let's stop at the home of my friend Edu to have a drink and then we go there. It is still early! The streets were like alleys and scary. At that time I remembered what she had said about this place being bare bones with many addicts and drug dealers, but I tried to relax and show calmness by focusing only on this dance. We arrived in the house of his friend who happened to be full of people. When we walked in, the guys wouldn't stop drying us out, they kept making gestures to each other calling us hot and I was feeling all-powerful. I also heard one of them saying to another guy next door: <unk> Bitch man! Look at that white girl's ass! To provoke her even more I pushed my butt and rolled around with a funk sound already rolling through the house because I knew she was sexy and delicious, rss Inside, when I went to get a little coffee... ..I realized that every guy who came near me tried to shake my hand. But I dodged it!
But there was an hour when I gave up and went to get the bottle of vodka that Naty had asked me for, on a cabinet in the kitchen. It ended with my butt being pushed because I had to stand on tiptoe. With it pinned down, I felt some guy rubbing his buttocks against mine and he got his hard cock underneath his clothes. It was huge and I could tell how big this thing is by moving around beneath his Bermuda shorts. Looking from the side, I noticed a very tall Negro, must have been more than six or seven feet high, quite strong. He didn't wear any shirt, bermuda shoes, no chain around his neck. Then he said: <unk> Do you want help? There were so many people there, I could barely move properly. (Laughter) And I thanked him and said that he didn't need to do it, but when my feet hit the floor with a bottle of vodka in his hand, he was still behind me and I inadvertently rubbed against him, feeling his hard mast slide down my little bundle from my calves almost all the way up to my back.
My cocks were scratching from under my shorts and the nipples of my breasts were hard... Not to mention that I was soaking wet with a big black object sticking out of me. When it became too difficult, I left but he didn't come after me. Near the living room I found Naty coming towards me because she realized what had happened. She said: "Is everything all right?" The other day, he picked up a girl here from the neighborhood and enlarged her ass so much that she had to go to the emergency room and it took days to get back to normal because he has a very thick and big cock. No one ever did anything with him! I put my hand behind me, passed on my butt and laughingly replied: <unk> It's me imagining! She shook her head and also said:
Well, because I'm weak to drink I went from the house of this Edu half dizzy. We arrived at the court where the funk dance was already bombing. There were many people dancing and sweating and drinking...and having fun. Still with a can of beer in my hand I started rolling around. All I could see was lots of lights outside the grip, of course Naty too had been swollen so we began to dance putting our hands on her knees going down to the floor rolling her butt then climbing up. Then I started feeling people rubbing themselves against me and saw that they also rubbed each other on my dog friend there everything is normal ... it was released
Suddenly I felt that there was a guy behind me and he would rub something super hard all the time on my little bag every time I went down. Sometimes he did it deliberately... He'd fit right in back of me, and when I rolled over and came down, I ended up kind of sitting on his lap. When I decided to turn around to see who she was I got freaked out by seeing this Mané Horse here scrubbing against me. At the time to avoid confusion I replied: "I'm sorry, I did not notice that you were here behind me, just this! He gave a silly laugh and said holding his chest above bermuda: <unk> Thought you got scared was with it here! That hour I turned around to continue dancing and didn't answer anything. Even more frightened, I was when he grabbed my waist and made that nice squat and continued:" So let's keep on dancing. 'Cause I've been looking at you for a while now, and you just drove me crazy with your little way of rolling that hot ass over in those shorts stuck down the drain.
My already wet skin under my shorts made me even more horny, mainly because I could also feel that sticky roll rubbing against my butt. My hot, sweaty body was dripping down on my back and stomach and thighs. And he would hold my waist and make me roll over his hard roller while the music played. There was a moment when I adjusted my short which had been almost all in my reel of so much friction and it came to my ear and asked if I wanted to go out for something with him. I confused him by saying that I wasn't thirsty, but had to look for my friend Naty. I kept talking and taking his hands off of my waist while removing my butt from his chest which was already pulsing so hard underneath the bermuda. He gave me a pull making me turn back and kissed my neck all sweaty and passed his hand through my body again speaking in my ear: <unk> Don't wait! I will be waiting for you! He gave me another rub with that big, hard dick on my little bundle and let go. My wet pussy underneath the shorty was making his tiny panties come in as I walked by, causing me to shake from such a boner.
I went to meet Natalia in a dark corner outside the court with a guy. They were alone and as I was getting closer I saw from afar when he grabbed her and they kissed excitedly. He took her hand and brought it up to his pocket, she got smooth and put her hand inside of Bermuda shorts and pulled that out. I watched as she opened up that chest and started sucking it willingly, giving me the impression of wanting to somehow put the whole pole in her mouth. After she'd sucked on that stick for a few minutes - which was one of the most delicious moments I've ever seen - he grabbed her head with both hands and took a sip into his mouth. All I could see were her wide eyes sipping all the milk from him; then he pulled out his pocketbook and passed his tongue over my lips while he tugged back the bermuda shell and kept it inside. When the two of them had packed up and were coming into the court, I walked towards him as if I'd seen nothing.
She must have said something to him because the guy took his hand off her waist and went in another direction as she approached me. I could see that he was swinging from underneath the bermuda while he walked. When she got there, she said: <unk> So Gabi, all right? To my amazement, and because she was also already half drunk, I heard from her mouth: <unk> Why don't you try the role of negation? Give him a chance, who knows it is good... Without understanding anything, I replied: ?? But you talked about what he did with the girl and that he handles drugs remembers? How can you tell me this now? She laughed and continued: ♀ So my daughter better go away now! The Mane Horse when schism is fucked up! without understanding anything yet I said: I'm still going to dance a lot and get the little face that you saw, crazy for giving it! Taking my hand she was pulling me in the direction of where the ball rolled and also said: <unk> Stop being silly girl, unleashed, relax and enjoy. After all no one here knows you. Let's go inside so I can fuck with your cunt catching fire and sickness.
When we got to the door, this guy who was with her before grabbed at his waist and they both rolled out dancing leaving me standing there not knowing what to do. I was distracted when I felt someone coming up behind me and leaning on my little bundle of hair. Frightened, I turned around and saw it was Mané Horse! I disguised myself and looked at his cock hard as an iron bar inside tight bermuda so he said: <unk> And that white one, did you find your friend? I told him that I was tired and wanted to go away. He got angry, because he had already drunk a lot of liquor or drugs as well. He grabbed me by the arm and said: "Look here you rich pervert! You're letting me off my leash? Just know nobody takes one with my face without giving it up". He leaned against the stacked tables and pulled me close to him. I had my back towards him, felt as his huge arm passed over my waist and dragged me right next to his body in between his muscular thighs: <unk> Come here! It is so leaning on its negation, it's this tightly together! I could feel myself rubbing at my bellybutton, passing a hand across my stomach and feeling my nipples creaking hard while he was saying something that I couldn't even hear because of the beating.
I stood there leaning on him not knowing what to do. Couldn't get out, couldn't show dissatisfaction and that because he owned the piece and I could hurt myself. Still thinking took the biggest shock when felt a huge cock brushing my thighs. He had put this thing outside and I didn't even see! At that time I told him: <unk> What are you doing? Are you crazy? You will dirty me ! My lycra shorts is white , take it away from here! Please, if someone comes ?
He pulled the thing out from between my thighs, put it in his Bermuda shorts and then he dragged me back up to his body and squeezed me against that huge volume making my butt pimples almost sit on top of it. And then he said: "You're very complaining you know? Despite being a hard-on! I was kind of baffled but at the same time felt this powerful funk dance". My heart shot up and my ass blinked involuntarily. My super-wet pussy gave me chills. To calm myself down a bit I replied, pretending not to have even heard him: "I'm going out on the dance floor some more!"
I was surprised that he didn't follow me, but my relief was short-lived. As I walked amongst those people to get on the court they would shake their hands over my stomach and thighs and even my butt. I felt like a prototype of a tramp in this situation, but I was very excited; I was wet and sweaty and aroused and there they were with their hands and limbs of all sizes on my body, it was an indescribable pleasure to feel them touching my bellybutton, my tummy, my hips and also my baby girl. Like all the girls there, I felt like a little whore!
Suddenly I heard one of them talking to the other: <unk> Xii; dirty man! Vaza, vaza! This girl is with Mané Cavalo and if he catches us here we are fucked. In less than five minutes I was already dancing and rolling practically alone. Nobody else dared even touch a finger on my body. That's when I understood that this Mané Caballo really owned the piece and very dangerous, it was the guy.
It wasn't long before he came again and grabbed me by the waist, taking me to the middle of the track. I would lean over him until my breasts were glued against his sweaty chest. He started passing his legs between mine till he touched my baby with his thighs. When he realized that I was trembling he gave a malicious smile and kept squeezing me as if I were his property. In impulse and fear I let go of him turning his back to walk away, and that's when again he pulled me tight by the waist and leaned on this thick stone-hard member in my butt, saying into my ear: "Rebel at fucking denial, you bastard!" And stood there rubbing the stick with that face who had already smoked it all!
Tired of running away and having nowhere to go, I decided to play along with his joke for once and thought: <unk> God willing! The touch of her rigid body, her strong arms passing over my waist and her huge hard cock against my butt made my little girl hungrier every time.
Don't miss what truly makes me laugh to this day just remembering, soon I will post the continuation.
Bjs from Gabi!!!