The funky little piggy

The funky little piggy Hey, people! These hot days made me roll a crazy that I couldn't help but tell you! In my classroom, there is a girl named Cleide that I'm not very friend, but we get along super well. She lives on the outskirts of my city. Last Friday we were talking and she told me that Hurricane 2000 was going to do a funk dance there in her community. I had never been to a funk dance, although I've heard about it. I'm also not very familiar with the music that sounds more like bandits and hooligans. When I asked her what it was like there, Cleide told me that it was the greatest courtship. That most of the men wear bermuda, slippers and no shirts, and the women wear short skirts, tops, shorts. And that most of the people were poor and black. Hardly a white, patriotic girl like me. She also told me that the guys rubbed their faces on the girls, coaxed and tauz and that the girls rolled a good leaning on them. When I asked if that was normal, she told me that everything was free, although there were traffickers or trafficking soldiers and a lot of people also went to smell, smoke, sell and buy drugs. The white people who appear there are to buy drugs and then most of them go! The son of my father, grandfather, do you understand? I asked if the police showed up a lot and she laughed and said, "Shut up, my daughter! Every now and then the guys go, but it's all bought. No one gets arrested, no. There's no monkey!" I said I always wanted to go to a funk dance, but I never had the courage, but what I always heard going on in there always motivated me and made me really want to go. At that time she invited me to go to the funk dance with her and also said: "Dust sister, if you want you can sleep there at home from Friday to Saturday, I'll teach you some dances and we'll go at night! My mother works at night and I'm alone even! If you don't have clothes I'll lend you one of mine. That's when I thought, "It's going to roll", and I said, "You can have it, I've got it!" When I got home I looked and found a lycra shorts from when I was 15 years old, dressed and looked in the mirror. It was a micro short on my body. Very tightly tiny and leaving half of my pocket out. I separated a very short top and wide also, a pair of low sandals to tie on the leg and that's it. I confess that I was very excited, because there was already a while that I did not give. I told my mother that I was going to sleep at her house on the sixth for Saturday. When the sixth came I arrived at her house and she accommodated me in the little room that was at the end of the corridor, it was a very small room that had a single bed and a cozy. I put my things and went to her room to talk to people and let them go on and if someone like that. He knocked at the door and she remembered. They were going to come to her house? She turned to me a few friends, she was going to tie on the leg and that's it. I confess that I was very excited, because there was already a while that I did not give. I told my mother that I was going to sleep at her house on the sixth for Saturday. When the sixth came to her house and she accommodated me in the little room that was at the end of the corridor, it was a very small room that had a single bed and a cozy bed. I put my things and went to her room. I went to her room and I went to her room and I went to her room to talk to her room and she was very close and she was very close. I started to change. I put on a very small, very tight black panties all tucked up in my butt, I put on this very tight white lycra shorts that showed the mark of the panties and the pimples of my little bundle and the black top, I put on make-up and when I saw myself in the mirror ... wow! It was a real freak. Cleide was wearing a semi-transparent sleeveless dress that is so short that she couldn't even bend down straight because it showed her panties ... also, you can't wear high heels, so she went with a low sandal like me. We left her house and she went immediately saying, "Let's stop at my friend Du's house and have a drink and then we'll go there. It's still early". The streets were like alleys and very sinister and at that time I remembered that she had told me that the place was bone and that there was a lot of addict and drug dealer in that area, but I tried to unleash and it seemed that I had not even heard that and soon only thought of that dance. We arrived at her friend Du's house, which was packed with people. When we came in, the guys didn't stop drying us, they kept making gestures to each other, calling us cute, hotties and I was feeling all powerful. I also heard one of them say to the other one who was next to him: "Bitch, man! Look at the tail of that white girl! To further provoke him I pushed my butt and rolled around to the funk sound that was already rolling around inside his house because I knew I was sexy and delicious... rsss. Inside, when I went to get a coffee I noticed that every guy who came near me, tried to shrink me in the bundle and I immediately avoided and did not let anyone have the pleasure of shrinking me. Except I had an hour, and I got the best of it, and I went to get the bottle of vodka that Cleide had asked me for, and it was on a cupboard in the kitchen, and I ended up sticking my butt up because I had to stand on my toes, and with my butt up, I felt like some guy was rubbing his butt against my butt, and it was sticking hard under his clothes, and it was huge, and I could tell the size of that hard thing by moving under his Bermuda. Looking from the side, I noticed a Negro who was very tall, must have been 1.85 meters, maybe 1.90, he was black and very strong. He had no shirt, bermuda, slipper and chain around his neck. He immediately said to me: "Do you want me to help? As there were a lot of people there, he could hardly move right. I thanked him and answered that I did not need it. Only when I returned my feet to the ground with the bottle of vodka in my hand, he was still behind me and I unintentionally rubbed myself on him, his hard buttress sliding down my little butt, from my pimples to almost my back. I freaked out when my panties got in my groin, while his torso pressed on my butt. My underpants creaked, and my nipples were hard, not to mention my skin was all wet, and my panties were wet, all because of that big black object stuck to me. In the greatest difficulty I went out and he did not follow me and near the room I found my friend Cleide coming towards me because I had realized what had happened. She said to me: "Ta all right? I answered yes and she continued: "That guy is this Mane Horse, be careful with him heim? He is a lunatic and dealer here in the community. The other day, he took a girl here from the neighborhood and enlarged her cock so much that the girl had to go to the emergency room and it took days to return to normal because he has a very thick and large. Nobody did anything with him! I took my hand back, passed my bumbum and replied: "I imagine it is She! "He shook his head and said: "Don't joke, it's not serious. (continued) Cinthia , please .