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It was exactly 20 years ago when, John's massive cock had shriveled into a small lump, never to grow erect again, despite being treated by the best doctors of in the land.
As John hunched and gazed at the crumpled ball of flesh, a voice echoed in his ears, "You will pay for it", and as silent tears ran down his cheeks, his thoughts flashed back to that fateful day…
THERE was just a light drizzle in the afternoon, however, as the curdled mass of murky clouds began looming ominously in the sky, the gentle breeze, the light shower turned into a tempest. It was rarely that such an incessant downpour lashed Hubli, and there were no indications of it ceasing.
The booming thunder had rattled windowpanes and a gusty gale had uprooted a few trees on the streets. Traffic had almost thinned down to nothing as most people confined themselves to their cozy homes, leaving a few stray dogs yelping at a lone victim along the road. Since evening, John was absorbed in reading SHIVERS by William Schoell. As his drooping eyelids fluttered due to strain, he glanced at the timepiece; it showed 1:15 AM.
Shutting the novel immediately, he gave a long yawn and sprawled out on the bed. He had barely closed his eyes when he heard a few hard knocks on the door. He froze for a moment, wondering who could be there outside in such a stormy weather and at the dead of night.
Again, the door was rapped repeatedly, swinging his legs off the bed and wrapping a towel around his waist, John tiptoed towards the door. A bachelor who had been living alone in this rented accommodation for the past two years; John did not want to take any chance whatsoever. Without opening the door he called out: "Who is it"
There was no response for a moment and as he was about to turn back, he heard a girls trembling voice: "Please help me, I am in trouble. Please open the door."
The last thing John expected to hear was a girl's voice and without a second thought he slid open the latch of the door. The next instant, a girl came trembling inside, falling on him and hurriedly slamming the door shut.
"Please help me", she burst into tears. "Two goondas are after me." the girl said.
She was a fair lissome girl with a cute oval face. As she stood panting, her alluring boobs heaved rhythmically under the tightly wrapped white sari. With great difficulty, John avoided ogling her luscious orbs and led the girl into his bedroom. As she sank into a chair, he fetched her glass of fresh milk.
"No I don't want anything," she protested. "Simply allow me to stay for some time" she murmerred.
While she huddled in the chair, John silently admired her sexy body and kept wondering how to utilize this unexpected opportunity.
The girl having settled somewhat, John drew up a chair near her: "Now tell me who you are and what your problem is."
"I am Anita. I live alone in a flat in Cox Village."
Though her breathing was normal, her alabaster face was pearled with fine beads of sweat.
"Two boys knocked at my door and asked for shelter form the heavy downpour. After I let them in, they overpowered me and tried to molest me despite of my pleas; somehow, I managed to flee and landed up, here". she said.
After a slight pause, she said: "you will save me from those hooligans, won't you"
"Of course, I will" John responded.
Even while his mind was working feverishly on how he could exploit this situation to bed this lovely girl. It had been many days since John had satiated his carnal desires and the girl seemed perfect for this purpose on such a chilly night. However, he would have to seduce her carefully as she was already under the trauma of having escaped rape. He would have to act as a sober gentleman even while fulfilling his desire.
"Relax, don't get scared," John reassured her after a while. "You are safe here, you can sleep on the cot and I will rest on the floor." he said.
Although the girl was hesitant initially, she finally lay down on the bed somewhat restlessly.
At 2.30 AM when John was sure that she was in deep slumber, he got up from the floor and switched off the tube light. The stray light from the street lamp that filtered into the room through the glass windowpane dimly illuminated the sleeping girl's body.
John went near the cot and sat next to her silently. Pausing for a few seconds, her reached out with shivering hands and fingers, fondled her breasts. The moment his hand touched her soft breast, he felt a fire searing through his hand and igniting his entire body. The girl lay unmoving despite his lusty touch, with madly pounding heart; John slowly began unhooking her blouse.
Her milky orbs jiggled generously as they were released from their confinement of the tight blouse. When the last hook came off, the rosy nipples grew larger and became taut at Johns randy caressing. Cupping both her naked breasts in his hands, he began squeezing them and pinching her nipples when Anita's eyes suddenly popped open like huge slits. When John saw the raging luminosity in her pupils, he shivered momentarily.
"What are you doing" The girl snapped.
"Anita, you are such a beautiful girl and we are all alone…" he replied in a quivering voice.
"Please don't touch me!" she screamed. "I came here for protection and to save my virginity" she pleaded.
