[Raping a Gymnast—Russian Beauty Pavlova] Author: Unknown

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Rape of Gymnastics Star – Russian Beauty Pavlova
Author: Unknown
Word Count: 3683 words
1987-2004, 17 years have passed, and Anna
Pavlova, the new leader of Russian gymnastics, has grown into a beautiful young woman. Her full breasts and slender figure
are the envy of many male athletes in the Russian sports world. Pavlova's mother has already made plans for her future, intending for her to spend her
life with a sports celebrity. However, the head coach of the Russian gymnastics team, Akayev, has other plans…
Akayev is a notorious lecher in the gymnastics team. He has previously had affairs with Prodova, Kochetkova, and even the number 2
ice beauty, Zamorodchikova, could not escape his clutches. Recently, he has set his sights on Pavlova.
Pavlova's mother, Natriye, is away on a business trip to Romania, and at this time, the veterans of the Russian gymnastics team
have all retired, leaving only Polina. Miller, Kolyuchkova, and Pavlova remained with the gymnastics team. Miller and
Kolyuchkova had affairs with Akayev, so Akayev was particularly lenient with them. Akayev
wanted Pavlova, so he intensified her training. Pavlova was utterly confused, so
she went alone to ask Akayev.
"Coach Akayev, hello."
"Oh, Anna." "
I want to ask you why I have to train more times than Polina and Ena (Kova)?"
"Annuta, you're not a child anymore, come and see!"
Akayev took out a VCD and played it for Pavlova. Pavlova
was dressed quite beautifully today, in a white, semi-transparent leotard, jeans underneath, and
a trench coat; her bra was visible through the leotard.
The VCD footage was quite clear. The first part showed Miller and Kova training diligently, then it transitioned to
scenes of Miller and Kova taking turns performing oral sex on Akayev. Next, there was
a scene of Akayev kneading Kova's breasts and having intercourse with Miller. Pavlova was shocked; her lewdness soaked Akayev's sofa. Akayev
negotiated with Pavlova again:
"Anuta, if you're willing to sleep with me, I'll make you as glamorous as Khorkina, and you can
train less."
"No..."
"Anna Anatolyevna Pavlova..."
"Mr. Akayev, what are you doing?"
"Don't blame me for being impolite!"
Saying this, Akayev ripped off Pavlova's coat, trousers, and shoes, leaving her
only in a leotard and underwear.
"Little beauty, I've wanted you for a long time..."
"No...no...Sveta! Lena!"
"Don't shout! Or I'll make you unable to lift your head!"
"Ahhh..."
Akayev cut open Pavlova's leotard, leaving her only in a bra and a pair of
panties with a single thread.
"Anita, I didn't expect your big breasts to be so beautiful! A C-cup, right?"
"Yes." Pavlova became somewhat obedient.
Akayev quickly removed all his clothes, his penis beginning to swell. Akayev tore off Pavlova's
panties, her pubic hair was carefully trimmed, her buttocks were round, Akayev then cut off her bra, his hands
roughly kneading Pavlova's pair of large breasts.
Three minutes later, Akayev shoved his penis into Pavlova's mouth. Although Pavlova was a virgin, she
inadvertently made Akayev completely submissive...
After ejaculating into Pavlova's mouth, Akayev pulled out his penis and began rubbing it between Pavlova's breasts.
"I'm going to fuck you! Ahahaha!"
"No... Akayev... Can we stop here?"
"Get out of here!"
Pavlova's legs were spread apart, and his hands reached around her legs to part her virgin petals,
revealing her vulva, which was like a blooming flower, to Akayev. Her soft, red labia minora tightly guarded her vaginal opening, and at the top of the labia minora
was a rosy clitoris the size of a soybean. Lubricated by her love juice, the labia minora and clitoris glistened
.
Her entire vulva was wet. Parting her soft labia minora, the small urethral opening and slightly
larger vaginal opening were clearly visible. A trickle of vaginal fluid remained at the vaginal opening. Akayev took Pavlova's clitoris into his lips and
sucked on it gently.
"Ah!" Pavlova groaned softly. A gush of vaginal fluid flowed from her vaginal opening, flowing towards
her anus, which resembled a chrysanthemum. A pool of thick, pale white fluid had already accumulated in the anal recess.
Akayev placed Pavlova's legs on his waist, her dark pubic hair surrounding her bright pink
vulva, which seemed to open as if awaiting his enormous penis. His penis slid up and down between her labia majora,
rubbing against her clitoris, labia, and vaginal opening. He leaned down to kiss Pavlova's cherry lips, his tongue swirling
inside her mouth, stirring her wet tongue. His hands mercilessly kneaded her soft breasts, then
kissed them again, his tongue circling them before suddenly sucking on one of her breasts
.
Pavlova, overwhelmed by this, nearly collapsed. A surge of pleasure rushed to her head, waves of tingling stimulation causing
her to open her mouth, panting and moaning. It was time.
Akayev straightened up, positioning his engorged, red penis at
Pavlova's already soaking wet vulva. He parted her labia, aiming for her vagina, and began to cultivate this untouched paradise. He didn't want
to plunge in all at once; he wanted to savor the exquisite sensation of penetrating Pavlova's virginity little by little. His penis
slowly slid in.
Akayev felt a warm sensation, and Pavlova cried out, "No! It hurts too much, no…"
Akayev ignored her cries and continued, the thin membrane tearing open at the glans. Pavlova
screamed.
Pavlova's vagina was so narrow; with each inch of penetration, the immense pressure sent
electric shocks through his penis. The warm, tender vaginal walls gripped Akayev's penis tightly—a sensation that only those who experienced it firsthand could truly understand.
The experience was unimaginable. As the penis entered, the tender, red flesh of Pavlova's vaginal opening indented inwards,
little by little, until finally reaching the very tip of her vagina.
The small opening of Pavlova's uterus spasmed slightly at the glans. Akayev let out a long sigh.
I began to slowly withdraw my penis; the vaginal walls clung tightly as if unwilling to let it go. The tender flesh at the vaginal opening
gradually turned inside out like a blooming flower, and like Akayev's penis, it was adorned with streaks of scarlet virgin blood.
Nourished by the virgin blood and the vaginal fluids inside Pavlova, the penis grew even larger. Pavlova
continued to moan and cry out in pain. I slowly reinserted the penis, repeating this process many times. Pavlova
's pubic hair, vulva, and Akayev's pubic hair and penis were all speckled with scarlet, the scarlet of virgin blood
like plum blossom dots, staining the sofa beneath Pavlova's plump buttocks, soaked with her love fluid. Akayev
bent down, licking her engorged, erect nipples with his tongue, his hands wantonly kneading her hardened breasts, his penis
beginning to thrust faster, four shallow thrusts followed by one deep one, the shallow ones halfway in, the deep ones reaching her clitoris.
Pavlova's vagina burned intensely, yet the penetration was painless. At the peak of desire, with intense
pleasure, her snow-white, full buttocks involuntarily arched back, her supple waist trembled continuously, her pink
vagina clenched and spasmed, and waves of glistening fluid flowed from between Akayev's penis and Pavlova's vagina
.
At the same time, Pavlova couldn't help but let out a long and lewd cry of pleasure, feeling a warm, melting sensation all over her body
. Time seemed to stand still. Her genitals shamelessly clung to Akayev's swollen
penis. Pavlova opened her small mouth, her jaw trembling slightly.
Her vagina was already out of her control; she had completely fallen into the abyss of lust, forgetting the humiliation of being violated
. With the expression of a wanton harlot, she kept humming a soul-stirring, seductive groan. Pavlova
involuntarily swayed her head, her snow-white belly rising and falling, her legs tightly wrapped around Akayev's waist, her lower
body thrusting in rhythm with Akayev's penetration. Her index fingers were inserted into her small mouth, sucking like a flute.
Akayev suddenly asked,
"Who am I?"
"You are Alexander Akayev, my mistress Anna Anatolyevna Pavlova."
"And who is Anna Anatolyevna Pavlova?"
"She is... Alexander Akayev's mistress, sex slave..." Akayev
continued thrusting, then asked,
"Who is Anna Anatolyevna Pavlova?"
"She is Akayev's sex slave, mistress, prostitute, whore..."
Pavlova groaned unconsciously, twisting her hips forcefully. Suddenly, she thrust her hips back and forward
, pressing them tightly against Akayev's penis, simultaneously clenching her vaginal opening, her waist trembling, emitting
cries of pleasure.
The "slapping" sound of Pavlova's abdomen colliding with her snow-white buttocks, sticky with sweat and vaginal fluid
, and the "splashing" sound of her love juices rubbing against her vagina and labia, filled
the space, making Akayev's bedroom a place of eroticism and boundless spring.
Suddenly, Pavlova's muscles stiffened, her brows furrowed, her expression a mixture of pain, despair, and satisfaction.
A loud cry of "Ahhh...ahhh..." escaped her lips, indescribably melodious yet indescribably lascivious.
Her naked body arched, drawing a beautiful curve like a perfect jade statue. Akayev felt her silky
smooth vagina rhythmically contracting and relaxing, warm love juices gushing from the depths of the beautiful woman beneath him, drenching
his deeply penetrating glans.
Akayev sensed Pavlova's convulsing vaginal muscles as she reached orgasm, and thrust forward forcefully. Sure enough
, Pavlova's vagina contracted violently, and waves of vaginal fluid gushed from its depths.
Akayev's penis, drenched in her fluids, began to contract violently, and thick semen, carrying
thousands of Akayev's sperm, sprayed into Pavlova's uterus like machine gun bullets, stimulating her
to scream wildly.
After I ejaculated completely, Pavlova's vaginal muscles still clung to my penis, her cervix sucking incessantly like a baby's mouth
, as if trying to extract every last drop. Pavlova's arched body stiffened
for a while, her long sigh gradually subsiding, and she suddenly collapsed. Akayev quickly caught her to prevent her from
falling flat on the bed.
A victorious smile appeared on Akayev's face, and he increased his speed, thrusting wildly and violently, while Pavlova
screamed desperately. Just then, Akayev's penis inside Pavlova's anus suddenly swelled and exploded. Pavlova
was instantly struck dumb, as if struck by lightning, and felt an electric shock in her lower body.
"Ah...! Ah...! Ahhh...!" She finally couldn't bear it any longer, screaming frantically and desperately
, her body twisting violently. She felt the huge object inside her suddenly and rapidly expand, then gushing out streams of hot fluid,
pouring Akayev's semen into Pavlova's intestines.
As the penis was slowly withdrawn, semen mixed with traces of blood flowed from Pavlova
's anus, and a large wet puddle appeared under her buttocks. The mixture of semen, Pavlova's vaginal fluid, and faintly visible virgin blood
was slowly squeezed out by the contracting vaginal opening.
From then on, Akayev indeed relaxed his training of Pavlova. He planned to secretly contact the referees
to train Pavlova to become an Olympic champion.
[The End]

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