Indian student in USA [Scene 2 - Video 1]

[ashuezy2]

Scene 1: The Cold Arrival at JFK

I stepped out of the terminal and, yaar, it was freezing. The New York wind hit my face like someone had just slapped me for no reason. I was dragging my two heavy suitcases, gripping them tight, and somehow my palms were still sweating even in that cold.

I saw the big signs for "U.S. Citizens" and "Non-Citizens" and I felt my heart jumping to 120 beats per minute. I looked at the long line of people and I realized I am the only one who looks like he just came from a village in India. I saw the security guards with their big guns and I felt my knees shaking. I felt the sweat soaking my armpits even though it was cold. I saw a woman officer looking at me from the booth.

I saw Officer Sarah. She is a woman. She is about 5'8" tall. She has a very large bust, maybe 38D, which was stretching the buttons of her blue security officer shirt. She has a very slim waist and wide hips. She has blonde hair tied in a very tight, neat bun. She has cold blue eyes and she is wearing red lipstick. She likes power and making people follow rules. She dislikes people who look nervous.

In case you are wondering who I am?

I am Arjun. I am a male. I am 6'1" tall. I have a slim, brown body. I have a large penis, about 7 inches, which is already getting hard because I am scared and excited at the same time. I am wearing a cheap brown jacket and jeans. I like beautiful women and I cannot stop thinking about sex. I dislike being treated like a criminal.

Officer Sarah: "You there. Step out of the line. Now."

I felt my heart rate hit 140. I walked towards her with my heavy bag.

Arjun: "Yes, Ma'am. I am a student. I have my visa."

Officer Sarah: "I don't care what you have. You look suspicious. Follow me to the private room."

I followed her into a small, white room with no windows. I smelled the scent of her strong perfume and the smell of bleach. I saw her lock the door.

Officer Sarah: "Take off your jacket. And your shirt. I need to check for hidden items."

I took off my shirt. I saw her eyes scanning my brown chest. I saw her tongue move over her lips. I felt my heart hitting 160.

Officer Sarah: "You Indians always look so dirty. But you have a nice body. Take off your pants."

Arjun: "Ma'am, please. I am just a student. This is not right."

Officer Sarah: "Shut up. I am the law here. Do it or I send you back on the next flight."

I unbuttoned my jeans and let them fall. I stood there in my underwear. I saw her looking at the big bulge in my fabric. I felt my dick throbbing.

Officer Sarah: "What is this? Are you hiding a weapon in your pants, boy?"

Officer Sarah: "I need to check. Stand against the wall."

I stood against the wall with my back facing her. My 7-inch cock jumped out and it was standing straight up. I saw her eyes go very wide.

Arjun: "I am sorry, Ma'am. I cannot control it."

Officer Sarah: "Wow. I heard you people were small. This is... interesting."

She reached out and gripped my dick with her cold hand. I felt a shock go through my whole body. She squeezed it hard, making me groan. She pushed me harder against the cold wall.

Officer Sarah: "You're lucky I'm in a good mood. If I find one mistake in your papers, you’re gone. But maybe we can make a deal."

Arjun: "Anything, Ma'am. Please."

Officer Sarah: "Get on your knees. I want to see if you’re as good with your mouth as you are at growing that giant thing."

I knelt down on the hard floor. I looked up at her. Her large bust was right in front of my face. I could see the lace of her bra peeking through the gaps in her shirt buttons. She reached down and unzipped her own trousers. She wasn't wearing any panties. Her pussy was shaved clean and looked pink and wet.

Officer Sarah: "Lick it. Prove you want to stay in my country."

I leaned forward and pressed my tongue against her. She tasted like salt and expensive soap. I moved my tongue fast, rubbing her clit. I felt her hands grab my hair, pulling me closer. She was breathing very fast now.

Officer Sarah: "Yes... just like that, you little immigrant. Now, stand up. I want the real thing."

I stood up, my dick reaching for her face. She pushed me back against the wall and sank to her knees.

I saw her take her mouth and put it around my cock. I felt the wet warmth of her tongue and the scratch of her teeth. I felt my brain melting. I saw her looking up at me while she sucked me. I felt the power shifting. I realized she was using me, but I was also using her. I saw her hand moving to her own crotch, rubbing her pussy.

Officer Sarah: "Harder. I want you to fuck my mouth like a dog."

I grabbed her blonde hair and I started pushing my dick deep into her throat. I heard her gagging and I felt the spit running down my shaft. I felt a raw, dirty rage. I realized she thinks I am a sub-human, so I will treat her like a slut. I felt the cum building up in my balls. I felt my heart beating like a hammer.

Arjun: "You like this? You like the Indian boy's dick?"

Officer Sarah: "Mmmph! Yes! Give it to me!"

I felt my body explode. I shot my hot cum deep into her mouth and some of it splashed on her white skin and her uniform. I saw her swallow most of it. I felt my knees going weak. I saw her stand up and wipe her mouth with her sleeve. She looked at me with a smirk.

Officer Sarah: "Welcome to America, Arjun. Get dressed. If you tell anyone, I will have you deported for assault."

I felt the cold sweat on my forehead. I realized I had survived, but I had lost my soul. I saw her unlock the door and walk out like nothing happened. I felt my heart rate slowing down to 130. I realized my life in the US is going to be a very dark journey.

[Saj890]

Very nice.

[Haroldfkumar2]

Good short story, I want the gender reversed if possible

[ashuezy2]

Good short story, I want the gender reversed if possible

Nice idea, probably I will do a female version of this story if I get plenty of likes.

[ashuezy2]

Scene 2: The Dorm Room Ritual

I dragged my heavy suitcases through the narrow hallway on the third floor. The place smelled like old pizza and cheap cologne. My heart was beating fast, around 110 beats per minute. I found Room 302 and pushed the door open. This was going to be my life for the next four years. It was a very small room with two beds.

I saw Tyler. He is a white male. He is 6’2” tall, very athletic, with broad shoulders and a muscular chest. He has short brown hair and a confident, cocky smile. He is wearing only grey sweatpants that sit low on his hips, showing the hair above his waist. He likes football, beer, and making fun of people. He does not like studying or people he thinks are boring.

I saw a woman sitting on Tyler’s bed. My heart jumped to 140.

I saw Madison. She is a white female. She is 5’7” tall. She has a very large bust, 36DD, which was pushing out of a small pink sports bra. She has a very slim waist and long, tanned legs. She has long blonde hair and bright green eyes. She is wearing very tight black yoga pants. She likes attention and teasing men. She is very confident and not shy.

They were both clearly drunk. I saw empty beer cans lying all over the dusty floor.

Tyler: “Yo, you must be the Indian kid. Gandhi, right?”

Arjun: “My name is Arjun. I am from Delhi.”

Madison: “Oh my god, Tyler, his accent is so cute. It’s like a little robot speaking.”

I felt my face getting hot and red. I looked at Madison. I saw her large breasts moving up and down as she laughed. I felt my penis getting hard immediately. I felt the 7-inch length pressing hard against the fabric of my jeans. I realized they were both looking at the bulge in my crotch.

Madison: “Wow. Tyler, look. The robot is excited. I thought Indian guys only liked math, not girls.”

Tyler: “Maybe he wants a welcome gift, Madison. Show him how we do things in America. Show him what a real woman looks like.”

My heart was now beating at 160. Tyler leaned against the wall. He was watching me with a mean, mocking expression. I understood that he wanted to humiliate me by using his girlfriend to show me I didn't belong.

Madison: “Come here, Arjun. Let’s see if you are as big as you look in those cheap jeans.”

I walked toward the bed like I was in a heavy dream. My hands were shaking. Madison reached out with her small hand and grabbed my belt. She pulled me closer to her face. I could smell her strawberry lip gloss and the beer on her breath.

Madison: “Take them off. Now. I want to see if the rumours about you people are right or wrong.”

I removed my pants and my underwear. My dark, 7-inch penis stood straight up, thick and throbbing. Tyler’s eyes became narrow and sharp. He looked surprised and angry. Madison made a small, sharp gasp.

Madison: “Oh wow. Tyler... he’s bigger than you. Look at how dark the skin is. It's so smooth.”

Tyler: “Just do it, Madison. Don’t fall in love with the IT guy. Just show him his place.”

Madison lay back on the messy bed. She pulled down her yoga pants and her tiny thong. I saw her shaved vagina. It was pink, plump, and very wet. I saw her slim waist and her huge breasts shaking as she moved. I felt a strong, raw desire. I am a nymphomaniac. I did not care if they were laughing at me or using me. I just wanted to feel her.

Arjun: “Can I… can I touch you?”

Madison: “Don’t ask, you idiot. Just fuck me. Show me what that big Indian dick can actually do.”

I climbed onto the bed between her legs. I felt her soft, smooth skin under my hands. I pushed my 7-inch cock into her. She was very tight and hot. The feeling was intense, like a fire in my lower body. I started moving my hips fast, slamming into her. My heart was beating at 180. Her face turned bright red. She was moaning my name, but she was saying "Ar-joon" incorrectly.

Madison: “Oh god, yes! Harder! Use me like a toy!”

I felt hurt by her words, but it also made me more excited. I looked up and saw Tyler. He had pulled his penis out of his sweatpants and was touching himself while watching us. He looked angry, but he could not take his eyes off my dark skin moving against his girlfriend. I felt a dark sense of power. I was having sex with his woman right in front of him. I felt myself getting very close to the end.

I grabbed Madison’s large breasts and squeezed them hard. I felt her hard nipples against my palms. I pushed myself deep into her one last time and shouted. I released a large amount of hot semen inside her. I felt completely overwhelmed and weak.

Madison: “Holy shit… that was… actually intense.”

I pulled out and saw my white semen leaking out of her onto Tyler’s blue bedsheets. I suddenly felt very cold. The room felt small and dirty again. I realized I was still just an outsider to them.

Tyler: “Okay, show’s over. Go clean yourself in the hall bathroom, Arjun. And don’t touch my computer or my stuff.”

I saw Madison looking at me with no interest now. She was already pulling her yoga pants back up, looking bored. I felt a sharp emotional pain in my chest. I realized I had been used as a curiosity. In this country, I was just a body to be tested.

I picked up my clothes and walked out of the room into the hallway. My heart slowly went down to 120. I understood that this college was going to be a long, dark war for my soul.

[ashuezy2]

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[Paty@123]

Very interesting starting, good,plz continue

[Saj890]

Very good

[Haroldfkumar2]

Continue

[Paty@123]

Update plz sir