Indian student in USA [Scene 2 - Video 1]

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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.