Indian student in USA [Scene 2 - Video 1]

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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.