Being in a new college was pretty taxing on me. I had no friends and the syllabus was tough to cope up with. Things have changed a lot, not just my mind but my body as well. I always garnered attention wherever I go and being a young 19-year-old in college obviously made me a hot property.
I was quite short at just 5'2, just like most other Indian girls. I was a South Indian girl and men in my state are usually black. My fair skin made me an attractive piece of female specimen for them all the time. The curse continued in college when the post graduate senior decided that I should be his property until I finish college.
My name is Anusha and I came to know that the 6" feet tall guy who has been stalking me for a month is Ragav. I was pretty scared of his size because he's really tall compared to my small frame. I often wore salwar that made my voluptuous 34C cup breasts prominent. Yeah, I know they are too big for a small girl like me but it was what god bestowed upon me.
I tried to avoid him and when he proposed me in the college corridor, I angrily glared at him and just walked away. Deep inside my heart, I was scared because I live in a city far away from my native and I don't have any close friends to seek help. Ragav is a college bully doing his post- graduation course. He is always surrounded by other hunky friends and they ogled at me whenever I walked past them. As they wanted Ragav to have me first, they didn't try to impress me which was a welcome relief.
A couple of months passed by and I assume he lost his patience by that time. I never wore provocative clothes to college. Yet, my tight leggings, jeans or most importantly the saree that I wore occasionally made me look inviting. My slim, curvy hip was so seductive, a friend of mine complimented me one day when I was in saree. The next night, it happened when I was walking back to my hostel. Ragav sprang from a corner and blocked my path.
"What do you want?" I tried to sound angry but I was shivering on the inside. My situation was literally helpless. If Ragav decides to just lift me up, carry me to the nearby empty building to rape me, I could literally do nothing to save myself. He is damn huge and I am so puny. Oh, my god!
He smiles wickedly at me. "Should I say it one more time? Don't you know that I need your pretty assets in my bed, Anu?" I took a step backwards and immediately started running towards my hostel room. Just as I feared, Ragav managed to grab me by my hands and lifted me up. My big boobs bounced up and down as my slim body hit his strong frame hard. He threw me on his shoulders as if I was a rag doll and walked towards the empty building.
"Oh, my god. I am going to be raped. How do I get out of this mess? Why can't someone hear me?" I was screaming at the top of my lungs but I don't think it was loud enough. I was sprawled across his huge, muscular shoulders and my soft boobs were totally crushed onto his back. It was tough to breath in and scream even though I did try my best.
The streetlights soon vanished off my sight as we entered a dark, wet building. An empty cot made out of rope was in a room. I was not sure whether it was already there but probably the workers had it there to rest during the day. It was not meant to be used as a cot to rape a girl like me. Ragav took his time to lower me onto the bed. I quickly sprung up and tried to shout. He slapped my cheeks hard that made my head reel and I fell back on the back almost unconscious.
While it felt like hours, it was just few minutes before I gained my consciousness back. I felt something wet and slippery on my boobs. My tops were yanked till my chin, my bra pulled down and Ragav was busy sucking my boobs like it's his last day in life. He was rough with my soft melons, squeezing one with his hand while the other erect nipple was deeply wedged into his mouth.
"Ahhh....," a soft, unplanned moan escaped my lips and it was my first time having a real grown man suck my nipples. My sex experience has been next to nothing till now. I clenched my teeth and my fist. I bit my lower lip hard so that I wouldn't moan again. If he assumed I am enjoying it, I could be in more trouble than I already am. When I tried to get up, he raised his hands as if to sleep. I laid back on the cot again not ready to be slapped again as it hurt like hell. I closed my eyes and within minutes I felt my pants being removed. My panties were gone next and I was close to being naked within minutes since I was carried into this building by this college bully.
Ragav spread my legs to penetrate my pussy with his manly, thick cock. I knew it was big as it casted a large shadow on the floor when he removed his jeans. I could have assumed it to be so big because I was too scared to lose my virginity, especially to such a rude man who was actually raping me.
It was supposed to be over if not for Ashwath. He barged into the empty building out of the blue and smacked Ragav with a wooden stick. The bully lost his grip and fell on the floor much to my delight. I got up and wore my pants quickly making use of the opportunity.
"Come on, Anu," Ashwath grabbed my hands after I wore my tops and pants. We went out of the building to my hostel. Both of us didn't utter a word and I didn't want to go to the police as it might be the end of my studies in this college. And, that's when our love story started. Being the decent gentleman he is, Ashwath was always sweet around me and I couldn't think twice but accept him as my boyfriend. We didn't think much about Ragav but that bully who almost raped me was hell bent to make my life miserable one day, and he did!
