50 Sexcapades [Erotica Compilation] novel Chapter 13

Mr. Morozov blew his annoying whistle again, startling us for the 10th time that day.

"You're landing is off again Natasha!" He threw aside his clipboard in frustration and came over to the balance beams where I and my 4 other teammates had been trying to perfect our routines all morning.

I groaned and mumbled a string of curses in Russian as he approached us. "You are not paying attention to the dynamics, Natasha! It's all about amplitude in this particular round..."

blah blah blah... I stopped paying attention as he rambled on for 5 minutes. My teammates looked just as irritated as they analyzed their fingernails and waited for practice to end. We were passionate about our sport, but not as much as our coach was. He was a famous gymnast and one of the top performers back in his day before he retired and began coaching at one of the most prestigious gymnastics schools in Russia.

"Class is dismissed! I will see you girls tomorrow; Natasha, please stay after class."

My teammates exchanged sympathetic glances with me before packing their gym bags and taking off. I sighed, knowing my reprimanding was long from over.

Our coach had a peculiar way of teaching, and his methods included punishment. When one of us did not perform to his standards and had to stay after class, it meant a guaranteed punishment fuck.

"I think you need a hot shower Natasha, to relax your muscles." We went into the changing rooms, where Mr. Morozov sat and watched as I turned on the soothing, warm water and stripped down. I was 18 years old, but had the body of a gymnast, meaning I was petite. I unraveled my long brown hair from its tight bun and drenched myself under the warm waterfall.

I was too busy enjoying the shower when I opened my eyes and realized Mr. Morozov had stepped in with me. He was 35, muscled and much taller than me and had an intimidating cock that I knew would soon be deep inside of me.

"You were off today Natasha, you know you can't continue like this especially with your competition coming up in just a few weeks," he said massaging soap all over my figure.

"I know, I'll do better next time," I said, nearly shivering in pleasure as my coach rubbed his hands over every inch of my skin.

"Your muscles are tense, Natasha. Release some of the tension, and you will see how easy flexibility will come to you. Your landing is off because you are not stretching your pelvic muscles enough," he said, cupping my ass in his hands. His breathing grew heavier and he pressed against me. I could feel his large erection, caressing my backside.

"How can I gain more flexibility in my pelvic area, then?" I questioned.

"It all begin's with a woman's pussy. You have to allow your pussy to feel pleasure in order for the other muscles to loosen. Here, let me show you what I mean" he said, gently resting me on the shower floor.

"Spread your legs," my coach ordered, retrieving the showerhead from its grip and adjusting the intensity of the flow.

He licked his fingers and gently rubbed my clit, eliciting a sigh from me. "See, the bud is swollen with pleasure," he said, positioning the showerhead right on the pink nub. I closed my eyes and laid my head back, enjoying the sensation of the hot water blasting my pussy.