Zangief was on a traveling tour of Asian wrestling federation's, the JPWA. Mika Nanakawa aka Rainbow Mika was their headliner; but taking on the best wrestler ever to come out of Russia- was a little out of her league. It was not that she didn't fight men; she made short work of a certain chef-themed Mexican luchador not too long ago. But Zangief was different; 20 years her senior, he was one of her idols, one of the pictures she hung in her locker as inspiration.
She had her match early in the show; to get the crowd pumped and so she could sit at the announcer table for Zangief's main event match against the highest ranking male competitor on the company. Though out the match, she inserted her comments about how awesomely god-like Zangief was. But silently she could tell his back was bothering him, possibly from all the travel. Someone of his height and mass would have difficulty even in a first class seat. Perhaps that would be her way to get to meet him.
After the camera shut off she ran to her dressing room (still in full costume), grabbed her acupuncture bag, took a deep breath and knocked on his door. She had learned acupuncture in order to treat her own muscle and joint pain; especially on her legs where the post work out pain could get so bad she could barely get out of bed.
When he actually opened the door; her heart nearly stopped. "Hello I'm mika, I..."
"I know who you are." he quickly let her in, he needed her help with something; a cortisone shot. This week it was his back, last week his shoulder; but he could not allow pain to slow him down so he had a ready supply of syringes and he hoped a fellow wrester would not judge.
"I actually have a better idea; I mean... this had really helped me manage pain." she said nervously. Looking in to his eyes, she sensed his hesitation.
"Let me show you." She smiled. She took a seat on the fold out sofa and pulled out her acupuncture pins. She flexed her foot to show the lack of flexibility, and then stuck in four pins, in precise places. She took a few breaths and slowly started to move her foot.
"All natural." she said with a sweet smile, hoping her fake 'cutie pie' voice would convince him.
"Fine I will try it once." he said.
"ok take your clothes off and lay on... the... sofa..." she said without thinking.
He actually did. He was wearing only wrestling trunks to start with, but now he was naked and exposed. How was he already so comfortable around her; was he this comfortable around all wrestlers?
No, this was a unique situation. Mika had the most beautiful body he has ever seen. He had been a fan of her ever since she posed for Japan's version of playboy. Yes, he respect her was an athlete but he fell hard for her when he saw her beautiful body; every detail laid out for all to see (with her mask on of course). He knew he would do whatever she asked. He laid face down on the sofa and let her do what she wanted.
"oh my god" she said while biting her lip. Zangief's muscles were a sight to behold. She moved her hands over his lower back to find what pressure points she needed to focus on, and applied the 5 needles. They went in easier then she thought they would. She then stroked her hands down is tight a$$ muscles, his tree trunk-like thighs pretending to administer a massage.
"it does feel better," he said. It was not a lie; this was the most pain free he had been in a long time. And he was picturing her naked; that was also relaxing.
"thanks..." she said, if he did not turn over the future would have happened very differently. But he did turned over; naked with his massive fully erect manhood exposed.
It was not intentional; he needed to roll over in order to sit back up. But as he did, she did something that made him pause; she took off her mask.
The fantasy was complete; along with her goddess body Mika had the most beautiful face he had ever seen; he watched as she moved towards him, motioning him to lay back down, as she lowered her lips to his hard sweaty erection.
It was at least 12 inches, but thicker than salami, when she gripped the shaft, her fingers did not touch her thumb. She kissed the tip then proceeded to take as much as she could in her mouth while working the shaft with both hands. She let one hand wander to his testicles, covered in thick pubic hair.
Mika massaged them hard and forcefully, alternating between the balls and the shaft; until he came in her mouth. His creamy cum oozed down her neck, all over the exposed cleavage of her costume; it just kept coming, like a garden hose; more then she could ever swallow.
Did she just humiliate herself? She couldn't tell. Zangief was totally relaxed; the motion of his massive chest was soft and slow. What should she say next?
"did you like that?" she said while licking the cum off her lips. OH DEAD GOD WHY?! She immediately felt her cheeks to red with embarrassment. But she had to own it, after all worse case scenario- he would be gone in 2 days and he would eventually forget all about her.
"it's been a long time..." Zangief moaned. He had paid for this 'pleasure' in the past, because usually no woman, not even groupies would be up to the task. His manhood was as fearsome as the rest of his body and he knew it.
"would you like to go to dinner at my place? I'm a pretty good cook." she asked, more casually then she thought she could. With a sudden surge of confidence she added "than maybe I could show you around Tokyo?" out loud, but in her head she meant to say " and make have erotic sex until you can't walk."
"sure, why not luv." Zangief said. He was in town for 2 more days before moving on to Hong Kong then ending his tour on Thailand. She seemed like someone he would enjoy getting to know better. "I'd love to." He said, and saw her face light up like kid at Christmas.