Rape of a gymnast

Seventeen years passed from 1987 to 2004. Anna Pavlova, the new leader of Russian gymnastics, had grown
into a beautiful young woman. Her full breasts and slender figure
were the envy of 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 womanizer in the gymnastics team. He had previously had affairs with Prodova, Kochetkova, and even the number 2
ice beauty, Zamorodchikova, had not escaped 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
had 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
Miller and Kova taking turns performing oral sex on Akayev, followed by Akayev kneading Kova's breasts and having intercourse with
Miller . Pavlova was shocked; her lewdness soaked Akayev's sofa. Akayev, like a shrew
, tried to negotiate with Pavlova again:

"Annita, 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!"

With that, Akayev ripped off Pavlova's coat, trousers, and shoes, leaving her
only in her 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.

“Anitta, I didn’t expect your big breasts to be so beautiful! 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 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 like a blooming flower. 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, glistening with the lubrication of her vaginal fluid
.

Her entire vulva was wet. Parting her soft labia minora, the small urethral opening and
slightly 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 , 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 bent 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 taking one breast into his mouth
and sucking .

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, 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 this 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 a warm sensation, and Pavlova cried out, "No! It hurts too much, no…" Akayev ignored her
cries and continued thrusting. The thin membrane tore open to the sides before the glans, and Pavlova screamed wildly.

Pavlova's vagina was so narrow that every inch the penis went in caused an intense squeezing sensation that
sent The warm, tender vaginal walls gripped Akayev's penis tightly,
and the sensation was unimaginable without experiencing it firsthand. As the penis went in, the tender, red flesh at the entrance of Pavlova's vagina concave inwards,
little by little, until finally the penis reached the very end of Pavlova's vagina, right at the heart of her flower.

Pavlova's uterine cervix twitched slightly at the glans. Akayev let out a long
sigh . I slowly began to withdraw my penis. The vaginal walls clung tightly as if unwilling to let it go. The tender flesh at the vaginal
opening gradually turned out like a blooming flower, and like Akayev's penis, it was adorned with streaks of scarlet virgin blood.

Lubricated by the virgin blood and the vaginal fluids inside Pavlova, my penis grew even larger. Pavlova
continued to moan and cry out in pain. I slowly inserted my penis again, repeating this process many times. Pavlova
's pubic hair, vulva, and Akayev's pubic hair and penis were all speckled with scarlet,
the scarlet 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 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 clear 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 , forgetting the humiliation of being violated. With the expression of a wanton harlot, she kept humming a soul-stirring, bone-melting
lewd melody. Pavlova involuntarily swayed her head, her snow-white belly rising and falling incessantly. Her legs tightly
gripped Akayev's waist, her lower body thrusting in rhythm with Akayev's penetration. Her index fingers were inserted into her small mouth,
sucking on it like a violin.

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, asking again,

"Who is Anna Anatolyevna Pavlova?"

"She is Akayev's sex slave, mistress, prostitute, whore..."

Pavlova moaned 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 fluid-covered 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. She let out a
loud cry, "Ahhh...ahhh..."—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 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 , stimulating her to scream wildly. After I ejaculated completely, Pavlova's
vaginal opening still clung to my penis, her cervix sucking incessantly like a baby's mouth, as if wanting to extract every last drop

.

Pavlova's arched body remained stiff for a while, her long sigh gradually fading, and her entire body suddenly
went limp. Akayev quickly caught her to prevent her from collapsing onto the bed.

A victorious smile appeared on Akayev's face, and he began to increase 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...! Ah ah...!" 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 constantly contracting vaginal opening. ...

From then on, Akayev indeed relaxed his training of Pavlova. He planned to secretly contact the referees and
train Pavlova to become an Olympic champion. Seventeen years passed from 1987 to 2004. Anna Pavlova, the new
leader , had grown into a beautiful young woman. Her full breasts and slender figure
were the envy of 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 womanizer in the gymnastics team. He had previously had affairs with Prodova, Kochetkova, and even the number 2
ice beauty, Zamorodchikova, had not escaped 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
had all retired, 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 increased her training time. Pavlova was confused, so
she went to ask Akayev alone.

"Coach Akayev, hello."

"Oh, Anna." "

I want to ask you why I have to train more times than Polina and Ena (Kova)?"

“Aniuta, you’re not a child anymore, come and see!”

Akayev pulled 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 was very clear; the first part showed Miller and Kova training hard, then it changed
to Miller and Kova taking turns giving Akayev oral sex, followed by Akayev kneading Kova’s breasts and having intercourse with
Miller . Pavlova was shocked; her own lewdness soaked Akayev’s sofa. Akayev

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