[Raping a Gymnast—Russian Beauty Pavlova] Author unknown

Rape of Gymnastics Star – Russian Beauty Pavlova

(3683 words)

1987-2004, 17 years have passed. Anna Pavlova, the new leader of Russian gymnastics, has grown into a beautiful young woman with full breasts and a slender figure, envied by many male athletes in the Russian sports world. Pavlova's mother had 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, had other plans…

Akayev was a notorious lecher in the gymnastics team. He had previously slept with Prodova, Kochetkova, and even the number 2 ice beauty, Zamorodchikova, could not escape his clutches. Recently, he had set his sights on Pavlova.

Pavlova's mother, Natriye, went on a business trip to Romania, and at this time, the veterans of the Russian gymnastics team retired one after another, leaving only Polina. Miller, Kolyuchkova, and Pavlova remained on 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 hard, then it turned into scenes of Miller and Kova taking turns giving Akayev oral sex, followed by scenes 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:

"Anno, 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 going to do?"

"Don't blame me for being impolite!"

Saying this, Akayev ripped off Pavlova's coat, and took off her pants and shoes and socks, leaving Pavlova only in a gymnastics outfit 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, Pavlova's 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 continued to rub 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 went around her legs to separate her virgin petals. Her vulva, like a blooming flower, was revealed to Akayev. Her soft, red labia minora tightly protected her vaginal opening, and at the top of the labia minora was a rosy clitoris the size of a soybean. Under the nourishment of love fluid, 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 clung to 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, swirling his tongue inside her mouth, his hands mercilessly kneading her soft breasts, then kissing them again, his tongue circling over them before suddenly sucking on one breast. 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 incessantly. It seemed the time had come.

Akayev straightened up, placing his engorged, red penis at Pavlova's already soaking wet vulva. He parted her labia and aimed it at her vagina, officially beginning his exploration of her untouched paradise. Not wanting to plunge in all at once, Akayev wanted to savor the exquisite sensation of penetrating Pavlova's virginity little by little. His penis slowly slid in.

Akayev felt only a warm sensation, and Pavlova cried out, "No! It hurts too much, no..." Akayev ignored her cries and continued thrusting. The thin membrane split open at the tip of his penis, and Pavlova screamed wildly.

Pavlova's vagina was too narrow; with each inch of penetration, the immense pressure sent electric-like tingling sensations through my penis. The warm, tender vaginal walls gripped Akayev's penis tightly—the sensation was unimaginable without experiencing it firsthand. The delicate, red flesh at the entrance of Pavlova's vagina concave inwards with each insertion, little by little, until finally, my penis reached the very tip of her vagina. Pavlova

's cervix twitched slightly at the glans. Akayev let out a long sigh. I began to slowly withdraw my penis; the 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, glistening with streaks of crimson virgin blood, just like Akayev's penis.
Nourished by the virgin blood and the vaginal fluids within Pavlova, my penis grew even larger. Pavlova continued to moan and cry out in pain. I slowly reinserted my 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 leaned down, licking her engorged, erect nipples with his tongue, his hands wantonly kneading her hardened breasts. His penis began to thrust faster, four shallow thrusts followed by one deep one, the shallow ones penetrating halfway, 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, lewd melody. 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 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 sounds of Pavlova's abdomen slapping against her sweat- and vaginal buttocks, the constant friction of his penis against her vagina and labia, and the soft, wet sounds of her love juices filling the space, made Akayev's bedroom a scene 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 opening as she reached orgasm, and thrust forward forcefully. Sure enough, Pavlova's vagina contracted violently, and waves of vaginal fluid gushed from deep within.

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 he ejaculated completely, Pavlova's vaginal opening still clung to his penis, her cervix sucking incessantly like a baby's mouth, as if trying to extract every last drop. Pavlova's arched body remained stiff 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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