Then I was in my third year BA class. I was 20, charming beautiful girl. I was naughty too. People said, I had a sexy figure and attractive eyes. Of course, I was a little exhibitionist. I was wearing jeans + T shirt sometimes and leggings+top sometimes. In any dress I was making my cleavage visible to the boys. Occasionally I was wearing semi transparent cloths also and enable others to see the colour and shape of lingerie inside. I had won the first prize in the inter college beauty contest conducted by an outside organisation and for that I had to compete in all rounds with beauties from different colleges. Just like in any international beauty event, in this also there were 5 rounds including the swim suit round. I was bold enough to appear before the judges in the swim suit round. The sexiest lingerie I wore at that time certainly added beauty to me and made me to win the contest. And my photos had appeared in the news papers.
By the by, I am Bindu and I had the nick name Divyaa. After the beauty contest, every one in the college called me as Beauty Queen Bindu. From this I developed lot of ego. I was one of the very few brilliant students in my class. Another brilliant student was Sunil. There was always a close fight between me and Sunil for the first place in almost everything, be it examination marks, or some extra curricular activity. Either I would get first place and Sunil second place, or he would get first place and I second place. Sunil was like a leader and he had lot of fans and followers. I too had many fans and followers.
This being the case everything was normal in the college campus. Then came an essay competition. I participated in the essay competition. Sunil also participated. I was confident about my performance and sure about the first price. Sunil was also confident about he winning the first prize.Next day the result was to be announced. On that day Sunil, me and another 6 boys had assembled in Sunil’s room , very close to the college campus. He was staying in a rented room. It was a spacious studio type room with attached bath and kitchen. Unlike most of the bachelors, Sunil was maintaining his room very neat and tidy. We had assembled there to discuss about our proposed drama for the college day. Sunil was suggesting that I should be the heroine and there would be a beauty contest scene in the drama and I have to appear in swim suit on the stage. I was saying ‘NO” to this. In the meanwhile the discussion got diverted to the essay competition. I said, I would get first prize. Sunil said, no, he would get first prize. There was heated argument between me ans Sunil on this point, backed by our respective fans present there. In fact, out of the 6 boys present there 3 were my fans and 3 were Sunil’s fans. The some one suggested that we could enter into a bet. I said, “Yes”. Sunil had to agree. he was a very egoistic person and saying “No” was out of question as it would damage his prestige. So he also said “YES”.
Then the question came what should be the stake. Hundred rupees? Thousand rupees? Or a high tea party to all present there? or a cock tail party ? Me as well as Sunil both felt these are all too small before our false prestige. So I suggested few things which Sunil ridiculed and he suggested few things which I ridiculed . Out ego and prestige were coming in the way of accepting the suggestion of the other.
Then one of my fans whispered something in my ears and I thought that idea was good. His idea was that Sunil would definitely lose the bet and then to humiliate Sunil before all. I felt this was a good idea. I told to Sunil,
” The loser should strip and stand naked before all present here”
Now it was for Sunil to agree or disagree.His ego started working. he could not refuse. he accepted the challenge, but added one more condition that the loser should be come the slave to the winner for one day. Now my ego was coming in the way to disagree. So I also agreed to this condition. So either Sunil or me had to strip and become slave! It was a very interesting situation to the fans present there.
When this kind of hot atmosphere was prevailing there, one student informed from the college campus over mobile to one guy present here that the essay competition result was just announced and Bindu got first place. It was a pleasant news for me but certainly not for Sunil. Sunil was upset. Fans of both were shouting and laughing. I told to Sunil to do as agreed. He had no choice.
Sunil removed his shirt and then jeans. He stood with just a jockey underwear. Then his penis started getting hard inside which everyone noticed. For me it was the first of its kind to see. He saw me. His eyes were requesting for mercy ans he wanted me to say “it is ok. enough”. But I became naughty at that moment. I told him to go ahead as per the condition. He pleaded me with folded hands not to insist to remove the jockey. His ego had gone. But I wanted to see the fun. I said, “no mercy. strictly as per conditions”. Sunil had no choice. Unwillingly and helplessly he removed the jockey and stood naked before all. What a scene it was! I saw such a scene for the first time in my life. Sunil had a big cock. It was raising and becoming harder and harder. Soon it stood like an iron rod of 8 inch long and 4 inch circumference ! It was pointing to me like a gun ready to shoot. I never knew that a man’s penis would be like that. I was thinking that it would be a small hanging object of 4 inch size, very soft and mild. I had seen many tiny penis of small boys. Of course I had seen many times in my village the penis and balls of my 75 years old grandpa. It was about 4 inch length, just hanging. He was lifting his lungi from behind and untying the langoti knot and sitting to urinate. Then we children could see his penis and balls everyday. We were laughing and teasing. So I had the impression that everyone’s penis would be like that. But here contrary to my general knowledge about penis, Sunil had a very big and thick tool standing like an iron rod. Oh my god. What a scene I saw on that day !