From a script proposed by Dahlia57, a very nice Indian girl I recently met on Literotica.
(starts slow but will gain momentum in the coming episodes)
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- Today, I have the pleasure of presenting the Awards for excellence in our school. The winners this year won't cause you any surprise as they trusted all the best results in their classes for the three last years. . . Ladies and gents, please applause Naina and Ritu Dhaliwal. for their exceptional performances. You know that, this year, there is a special bonus coming with these awards : Tata steel Company has kindly offered to sponsor our school. The winners of this year will have the possibility to study, all costs paid, in Birmingham University in England. It's one of the best scientific universities there. Naina and Ritu will have the opportunity to prove how good our students are and make us proud of their behavior far from their home country. They won't be in a completely alien country as there's a very important Indian community in Birmingham. You'll see women in the streets and even at University wearing sarees, kameez and men in dhotis. . .
The Dean continued his long speech but Naina and her sister were not listening any more. Their minds were buzzing with ideas, old dreams, films they had watched on the TV. England! They would spend there three years, if they passed the exams to complete their curriculum and maybe they could continue to a doctorate there! That would be a stupendous achievement for them.
They arrived in Birmingham with plenty of advices about the risks of living in a country where mores were much more relaxed than in India. For some of their relatives, it was a decadent country with orgies organized every evening even in the university premises, boys and girls learning side to side without any care for promiscuity. . .
Someone sent by Tata Company was waiting for them at the airport. The girls were glued to the windows of the car. On the way, they saw effectively people wearing the traditional outfits of many countries : women in sarees, in kameez, men in dhotis were scattered among other wearing Muslim garbs, mostly black and occasionally covering completely the face or leaving only a single eye. Many girls were wearing more European clothes with pants and skirts ranging from floor sweeping ones to micro-skirts barely covering their asses and nobody seemed to care. The most wanton outfits seemed not to attract special attention.
Their mentor showed them the center of the town, the university layout and finally the boarding house for girls that the company had chosen for them. To their secret dismay, the boarding house was reserved for girls only and they were told that they wouldn't be allowed to bring alcohols, beers and male friends in their bedrooms. The woman in charge just added to Naina's confusion that they could meet guys just outside in the courtyard and that the other boarding houses may not be that stiff about visitors.
Naina and her sister discovered soon that life in Birmingham was quite different from what it was in New Delhi. One of their professors, Mrs Leena puzzled them : she was a white woman, married to a very powerful business man, they were told, and she put on only beautifully embroidered sarees and cholis but she wore them in a rather whorish way, shamelessly exposing her tummy and navel to the students and that seemed not to attract special attention from the several other Indian students. Most of the other Indian girls were also wearing Sarees in class. Naina was quite surprised as sarees are nowadays usually worn by married women but the other students explained her that Leena had patiently taught them that sarees are much sexier to wear than jeans. One by one, her students had been convinced and all the Indian girls in Leena's courses now permanently wore one and nothing else. Even a few white girls had done the same and their boyfriends and professors seemed to approve it completely!
In the boarding house, Naina and her sister soon made friends with several girls and were stupefied discovering they had such a relaxed way of life, discussing openly of the beers they had drunk during the last week end, the films they had seen alone in the theatre and especially their boyfriends. It seemed to be an endless subject of discussion for English girls : where their boyfriends had taken them to dance, to have dinner, and, shockingly, how they have tried to caress them more or less openly.
One of the girls even confided to Naina on a Monday evening that she had a real boyfriend and regularly fucked him but had cheated on him the previous week end with two of his own buddies as he was on a visit with his parents! The girl seemed to consider such a double date just a bit kinky and would love to do it again as soon as possible! Naina was bewildered : she had never considered that such things could be possible, except for whores, the lowliest class of women in her eyes!
Such constant solicitation gradually helped both sisters to evolve. They were still properly shy but they now were more open with the other students, chatting of the most recent adult films without blushing beet-root, but they still explained dutifully that they intended to offer their cherries to their husbands on their wedding night. Even the other Indian girls considered them overly prudish and old fashioned! Their professor Leena who had surprised them by speaking perfectly Hindi and a bit Mayalam, concurred somewhat.
- Never mind! They are still locked in the shackles of traditions. Life will help them out of it, the faster, the better!
The twin sisters reached finally their eighteenth anniversary. They felt now like real adults at last, allowed to do whatever they wanted. The perfect symbol of this passage would be for them to go to a theatre and watch some adult movie for the first time in their life. The one they chose had a direct relation with their own life : two white foreign students in some English university were following their courses wearing very low cut sheer and body hugging tops on micro-skirts that barely covered their asses when they were standing and showed everything, including the top of their red thongs whenever they sat on their benches. They loved to show off for their class mates and professors. They eventually went as far as getting rid of their knickers and bras when they were following courses at university. The male students and professors soon discovered their daring behavior and watched them quite eagerly, daring them to go further. . .
The final scene of the movie had been a gangbang of four white women in a suburban garage by twenty black men. One of the girls had serviced seven men together : one in her cunt, one in her ass, one in her mouth, two in her hands, one between her tits and a last one pressed between her feet in the back of the one pounding her cunt. Two other black men were wanking themselves in her hair. It was quite acrobatic and Naina and her sister were stunned by the girl's suppleness. They had watched the whole movie with gaping mouths. They would never have imagined such a lewd behavior!
They had emerged from the theatre, quite dizzy to have seen such sexually active women and their quite evident lust for cocks and sperm. Such films were unheard of in puritan Bollywood where actors didn't even kiss their partners, just pretended to do so! It had been quite an experience for young Indian women who were expected to be shy and demure!
They were still chatting about the film when the night bus dropped them quite far from the boarding house. It was about midnight and the weather was cold and rainy. They had the choice : either wait half an hour for the connecting bus or walk a mile to get to their destination. They finally chose the second option. About half way home, they run into a group of leather clad bikers. Finding in the night two rather thin girls with mouth watering melons and hips were a rare opportunity for them. They were so pretty that it gave them the hots for those two wenches that their bad luck had placed in the gang's path.
They circled the girls and began to let their hands wander on their bodies. Naina and her sister knew they were about to be raped in some secluded place nearby. The leader of the group bent to kiss Naina on the lips. She saw there immediately a way to try to save both of them. She let him approach her without any resistance. She felt his lips pressing against hers and used all her strength to knee him on the crotch. He bellowed like a bull in a Spanish corrida and fell back. Naina plunged, holding Ritu's hand in hers and darted forward. The bikers were taken by surprise. They were soon twenty yards behind them before they jumped on their bikes.
The girls would be soon caught back and Naina couldn't expect any mercy. They were still far from their boarding house. Suddenly, Ritu, showed her sister a red light above a porch : it was probably an open bar or a night club. It was their only hope and they jumped on it, getting inside in a hurry. The bikers didn't try to follow them.
The entrance was covered with red velvet drapes with photographs of nude girls dotting the walls. Ganesh! It was a strip tease club for adult males but they couldn't exit until the bikers had gone away! A huge bouncer came their way.
