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The reason you are wandering through the dorm rooms is Gentildonna’s text she sent you: “Meet me at my dorm. I have some items I borrowed from you I haven't given back yet.
Before I move out for retirement I want to give it back. 😊”

And there you are, standing now in front of the door and giving it a knock which gets answered with a muffled “it's unlocked” from the other side of the door. Unmistakably Gentildonna with her powerful yet kind voice.

Pushing the door open you get greeted with a darkened room illuminated by candlelight. You wonder what she could be doing with that setup but immediately get ambushed by being lifted by your collar with ease and thrown across the room and onto the cushions of Gentildonna’s royal bedding. You can only hear the click of the dorm room’s lock before a figure comes out of the shadow wearing the most gorgeous set of needle-lace lingerie. It is in fact Gentildonna swinging the key she just used to trap you two in her room before confidently sticking it into her cleavage, loving that this move draws your gaze towards it.

“Oh… uhm… hi Gentildonna so the stuff-”
“Oh please… Trainer-san… you should have figured out what's going on here by now, don't play dumb…” Gentildonna interrupts while straddling you pushing you down onto your back while grabbing your shoulders.
“Well your body surely does… mhh… such a good boy…” she gyrates her hips, feeling the bulging of your pants against the thin material of her special underwear. “If only you could be as honest as your body…”
“Well I…”
“Spare the excuses Trainer-san… today is the beginning of retirement and I saved myself up just for you…~”

Gentildonna breaks the anticipation with a kiss, leaning down to capture your lips. In this kiss you once again feel the “Demon Lady's” strength and dominance as she takes over the lead of this dance of the tongues, the heat of the kiss unmistakable, she wants you and it is now even beginning to drench through the thin material of her lingerie, wetting the bulge of your pants as she grabs your hands in a commanding manner, giving you the silent order to explore her curves while she keeps up the kiss.
Her hands wander towards your clothes, exploring the opening and closing mechanisms before pulling them off, one step at a time.
“Mhh… I've been patient for so long, Trainer-san… now… how should I take my price…?”
Gentildonna goes over towards a table full of tools she prepared, seeing your gaze follow her she chuckles.
“Ah ah ah…~ Trainer-san… no peeking!" Seeing how you turned so obedient without much reinforcement she only gets more heated as she returns with leather straps and a flogger.

She finishes peeling your clothes away from you before straddling you once more and securing your wrists above your head to her bed post and your ankles with your legs spread apart to the other side.
“Mhh… your body always wanted me to crush it in the bedroom and now it's finally time!”

She can't contain her happiness as she leans down for more tender yet demanding kisses while ever so often interrupting with a sting of the flogger which makes you moan and drool into the kiss as well as slap her body involuntarily with your now naked erection.
“Mhh… such a good boy…~ you really love serving your “Demon Lady…”

It is torture having your erection out but nowhere to stick it into and she sees it in your gaze. The fire burning within, the want to release the tension…

“Patience my dear…~ I've waited long enough for this so you have to hold out for me…”
She changes positions, now straddling your face she pulls aside the bottom of lingerie while keeping it on her teasing you with the dripping juices flowing onto your face before lowering herself, crushing you with her glorious butt while putting her pussy’s lips to your mouth, eager to fuck your face until you beg her to stop.
She moans out as her makeshift chair begins licking her out, rotating her hips so you can explore every available angle.

This keeps on until she herself feels at maximum tension.
She lifts her body from your face, diligently goes to manipulate the leather straps binding you to her bed before going on all fours in front of you, taunting you with her waiting entrance while spreading her legs.

“Come and take me! If you can't break out of those restraints you are not worthy to call yourself my partner!”

And so you do… the previous manipulation was engaging the breakaway system of the bindings with you; now free you jump her like a spring that has been compressed for far too long, pushing her into the bedding as you mount her like a dog.

“Fuck! Yes Trainer-san! Like this! Ahh fuck! Make me your breeding mare! Don't you dare hold back!”

Seeing how the foreplay was this excellent, how could you hold back..? You keep plowing her, one hand groping her juicy butt while the other holding a makeshift ponytail to yank at, loving the power trip of having the Demon Lady herself give control over to you in a dominance switch as you keep unleashing loaded thrust after loaded thrust into her going the full length possible like a piston made for only one purpose.

“Mhh… I've underestimated you… Trainer… ahh! San! Fuck… I felt you leaking! Don't you dare pull out! Make me yours!”

Gentildonna’s legs quiver the more you show of your dominant side, loving being on the receiving end of control at once as she feels you twitch and leak for her before feeling her own orgasm crash over her.

“Cum! Trainer-san! Fill me up!” And so you both managed to synchronize your orgasm with both now writhing into the cushions, hearing the bedframe squeak and crack under the shared weight of unbridled climax before you both go limp in a pool of body fluids, spent bodies and the bedding underneath.

“Mhh… I'm all yours now that I'm retired and it isn't unprofessional anymore for us to hook up… I also don't mind you dating other Umas… maybe we can double team them for being such good girlfriends to you…~”

With a few more kisses and strokes you black out from exhaustion… breeding with Umas is much more demanding than you've thought….

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It was one of the many days you happily spent with your girlfriend Super Creek. You two were on a date today and it seemed that something was oddly different. You've seen her zone out before but today she was more day dreaming than not which made you a bit confused and of course worried. What might plague your motherly companion..?

“Trainer-san..? Can we go to my place after the date..?” You know this gaze exactly. The one where you know you are going to have a grand pampering once she locks the door. She also sways her hips restlessly while she stands in front of you making her proposition.

“Sure… let's head there immediately… Is anything up that you are so daydreamy..?” you answer, flipping the dynamic of her caring about your well-being on its head.
“Uhm… I'll tell you once we are home okay Trainer-san..?”
“I'm not your ‘Trainer-san’ anymore…”
“It just stuck because I really valued our time as trainer and trainee so just see it as a cute nickname!”

You leave it at that until you finally reach Super Creek’s home.
“Now you're all mine Trainer-san…~”
There is this fire again, the one where you know you'll be left dehydrated yet well satisfied at the end of it as she locks the door and approaches you, her jacket already discarded to show off her sweater dress.

It in fact wasn't actually a real sweater dress but one of those “Virgin Killer” sweaters that went viral on the internet a couple of times before and now she wore one as she pressed her squishy, motherly thicc body onto yours, letting your chest sink into her plush pillows of softness.
“That's why I've been daydreamy my good babyboy… now… how do I look..?”

It was always hard finding an answer when Creek-chan got all assertive and now it was even more so that half of your blood for thinking left the brain for other destinations Super Creek immediately notices is bulging up your pants as the bump pokes at her body.
“Oh… my poor trainy-wainy has no voice… I know just the right therapy…”

And so without further ado she pushes you towards the bedroom, eager to let both of your body’s heat melt the tension away into passionate lovemaking. “I've seen couples with babies again at the park… and it made me think of you…~”
You being the diligent lover that you are, grab towards the condom packaging before she snaps it away from you.
“This won't be necessary today… I want ALL of you my good boy…~”
She pushes you onto the bed before climbing after you enveloping her in her generous thiccness while expertly undoing your clothing, she wants you and she wants you without delay.

“Mhh… with what kind of foreplay shall I pamper you today my good boy..?”

“Oh… uhm… well… mommy… uhm…”

She loves it when you are too overwhelmed by her soft yet assertive sexuality and she loves being called mommy even more. Since she sees you drool out while looking at her swollen tits she doesn't need a clear speech to see what you want to communicate as she unwraps them from her Virgin Killer and lays them bare before you. She didn't wear a bra today it seems.
“They were hurting today so I didn't wear one… I think they have grown again… or maybe they were waiting for you… now be a good boy and eat up…~”
And so she smothers you with her cleavage, letting you drool and suck all over her gigantic breasts as she unwraps your throbbing and leaking member from the underwear holding it from its full potential.
She immediately pumps it with her dominant hand, spreading all the precum over it while drawing out more.

“You are doing so good… just let mama take care of it…” her other hand meanwhile wanders into her Virgin Killer, stroking herself because she got incredibly horny from bringing you so much visible pleasure from you moaning and writhing up a storm underneath her ministrations.

“Mhh… I need you…~” pulling her tool of seduction over her head she now sits astride your lap in all her naked glory, lining up your dripping tip with her yearning entrance she sits herself down before moaning in the relief of the tension she held. Baby fever is a crazy drug especially so towards such a motherly woman that allways had the feminine urge to nurture and care for those weaker than her, and her now making you weak for her turns her on even more as she begins to lift and fall, lift and fall her lower body onto yours, eager to bring you both to completion.

Bending her upper body down so that her tits envelope you again she takes your mouth in a greedy, needy, wanting kiss as she pours all her love and desire into it. Drool mixes with drool as she lets her tongue dance with yours, moaning up a storm once you begin to knead her breasts anew.

You continue this passionate dance of desire until she feels you leak inside of her, signaling an impending orgasm.

“Don't you dare pull out or hold back! Please! I need all of it!”

And with that you keep at it until one orgasm triggers another while Super Creek collapses atop of you, her pussy milking you for every last drop of available release while she crushes you under her plush pillowy body releasing all her tension at once…

“Mhh… you were such a good boy for mommy… I love you… small rest then we go again… I need more…~”

After five more rounds we skip towards a dehydrated Trainer-san ready to face the gates of Valhalla while a satisfied Super Creek-chan grins from ear to ear in satisfaction.

Two weeks later a positive test will lead to their world being turned upside down.

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Finishing up the last preparations for the beach trip by packing the last essentials you can suddenly hear a car honking and a sports car’s engine revving. It seems that your date has arrived with a little playfulness in tow as she waits excitedly for you to finally come out of your home and towards her car.

You check the beach bag you prepared one last time before slinging it over your shoulders and leaving your door.

“Hi there Otouto! Looking good in those swim shorts! ~♪” Maruzensky calls out while waving at you with a big sisterly smile plastered across her face. She, as well, was clad in fancy swimwear: Her favorite black bikini combo with cute frilly accents and gem patterning on the upper edge of the bottom as well as a neckholder support strap for the top and high hipbone straps resembling a thong for the bottoms in combination to regular slip on bikini straps.

“Hop on in! I can't wait to take you on a ride to the beach! And before you ask! No, you can't drive my baby because I get sick from playing second fiddle in the car.”
You take the invitation seriously and place yourself in the available seat before strapping yourself into it with the available belt. Maruzensky eagerly starting the engine once again before driving off.

She turns on the music of her car. As expected, a high energy Eurobeat mix blasts through the speakers, the ladies and gentlemen in them singing about how they are racing towards love and victory and all the emotions of speeding in car races with Maruzensky humming and sometimes singing along when she knows the lyrics.

“Uhh this one is my favorite one!”
Maruzensky turns the volume up even more as a song about the thrill of a good drift gets compared to lovemaking with an admittedly catchy tune to it.
Feeling flirty, Maruzensky “accidentally” grabs and strokes your thigh instead of the gear shift handle, giving you a whimsical “whoops”.
She also asks you to fish out something out of the glove box. Opening it up you immediately get jumped by a pack of condoms, now knowing she's teasing you sexually you feel both trapped yet intrigued where this is going.
You ignore the box of condoms for now and take out the water bottle she asked for for a quick sip.
Now, she could just drink the water bottle like any other but made sure you will get her signs as she strokes it as if you handed her something phallic by accident, before drinking and moaning in delight, “accidentally” spilling some onto her bikini top and cleavage which now reflects the summer sun due to the wetness on her skin.
She wants to rile you up and is happy to see proof as now a third stick is standing proud in the car together with the hand brake and the gear shift.

Maruzensky holds the car on the side of the road in one of those stopping alcoves before clicking the belt holder open and climbing over to your seat to sit atop your lap.
“You know… car rides always make me so… excited…~♪”
She re-applies her lipstick before going in for a barrage of kisses, all over your upper body, neckline, throat, face and forehead before closing in on your lips. Her ass gyrating, letting the fabric of her bikini bottom rub into your own swimwear as you make out. “Mhh… pull my tail if you really want this old Hot Rod to heat up and shift into next gear…~♪”

And so you oblige while you sloppily make out, grabbing onto her tail and giving her a few tugs, your off hand meanwhile wanders around, playing with her bikini fabric, her curves and testing the elasticity by pulling it and letting it snap back onto her skin.
These actions only turn her on even more as you can feel a little wet spot where her bikini bottom rubs into you. It's no secret to any of you two that you could escalate things further.

“Mhh… I want you to call me Big sis Or Onee-san while you moan out okay..? Do it for your big sis please…~♪” she gives you a few more sloppy kisses before asking: “and what is it that you want little bro..?”

“Well… you do have beautiful long nails… could you rake them onto my back big sis..?”

“Anything for you darling!~♪” And so Maruzensky begins kissing you all over, marking more of you in her cherry red lipstick as she begins to tease and scratch you with her nails, writing fun little stories of pain and pleasure with them while you keep heating up each other.

“Mhh… I think I need you to stick your ignition key in very soon little bro…”
She opens the glove box once again, pulling out the prepared box of condoms.
“Want your big sis to do it for you or are you already a big boy who doesn't need her help..?”

With your indecisiveness and her just wanting to fuck you already she decides to just rip the wrapper open and do it herself. Taking the opened condom onto her lips before applying it with a deep throating of your shaft She already unwrapped from the confines of your swimming Shorts. During the same motion she pulls a few levers letting the seats of the car lean down into a makeshift bed mode.

It doesn't take long before she climbs atop of you again and impales herself onto your now sheathed erection. Feeling the heat she immediately begins to bounce up and down, her hand wandering towards the music of the car to turn it even louder for a bigger rush towards Maruzensky as she vows to make you fill up this condom.

Remembering your revealed weak spot she begins raking down your back, creating more marks that wonderfully contrast with the lipstick ones you now got all over your face, neckline and upper body. You yourself keep yanking at her tail and playing with the bikini she kept on but just put in a few openings for you to slip in.

“Fuck… I'm so close! Come now! No holding back! This is the finish line of the race!”

You thought she already reached the last gear but you didn't account for any hidden ones she might be capable of as she drifts into overdrive rising and falling, rising and falling at break neck speed onto your rubber clad cock, eager to make you unleash a flood inside of it as she engages her own turbo, now driving at max speed towards the finish line.

“Ahh! There it is! Keep going! AHH!!!” Maruzensky comes undone, rattling the whole car as she has a full body orgasm, testing the coils and springs in the car seat just as much as your own endurance. It doesn't take much for you to follow as you handsomely fill up the condom she put onto you. She would love you to drench her bikini bottom with your ejaculation but she definitely isn't ready to bear a child since you've just started dating and it would definitely interfere with her high speed lifestyle.

Coming down from her orgasm she turns off the music before pulling out while gripping the base of the condom for it to not spill and ruin the effort she used to put it on. “Mhh… you're such a stud…~♪” Giving you one last mark with her lipstick she readjusts her bikini to look presentable for the beach, grabs her bag from the backseat, puts the box of condoms inside and leaves the car, giving your gaze an exaggerated hip sway as she walks towards the beach.

After sorting yourself out of the beautiful mess you've created you follow Maruzensky out and reach the beach with her.
Laying down onto her towel she pulls out an oil based sunscreen wiggling it around her grip for you to get the next hint.

You play along, like the obedient man who loves serving women that you are, opening up the sunscreen oil before rubbing it in between your hands to warm it up. “Come on… don't be shy…~♪” she encourages with a husky exhale as you begin kneading it into her back. “I want to feel your pressure atop of me even if kneeling besides me is probably better to apply that oil.”
And so you follow her wish, now sitting on her body to massage her. It is probably no coincidence she packed an oil based protection against the sun as it soaks so gorgeously into her skin and swimwear fabric, making her both look wet and shiny as she sun reflects beautifully on her curves and the decorative gem stones of her bikini.
“Come on… don't be embarrassed… I know you want to…~♪”
Even though she's been vague about what she meant you both knew exactly where this goes as you slip your oiled up fingers into her bikini to apply oil to the covered parts, “just to be sure”.

When she's satisfied with her back she flips over to face you, eagerly pulling you into more kisses to mark you with lipstick. Feeling it had already dried out she grabs her lipstick for reapplication while you keep groping her curves, I meant of course diligently spread the protection onto every corner of her body.

You both know this is foreplay under the guise of sun screening and Maruzensky already is scouting out locations for a hidden quickie once you two are done.
After being all oiled up Maruzensky flips the roles by locking her legs around you and throwing her body weight against you to flip you onto your back and straddling your stomach, eagerly spreading the oil into every corner, curve, perfection and imperfection of yours, making sure to keep it just as sexually teasing as you did. Once you are all covered with both the oil and your own body heat from her touching you like you did, Maruzensky slips out a condom from her beach bag and gives you a “follow me” finger gesture while stuffing the condom for you to see into her bikini top's cups.

Her goal is the public shower booths the beach provides, a good way to wash off excess oil and some hidden place to relieve some pressure, provided none of you moans out too loudly.

Stepping inside she immediately begins to mark you anew with more lipstick stains while opening the shower water to run over you two.
She hooks her leg around you and hopes you get the next hint. Since it looks like she wants to jump into your grip you position your arms underneath her butt and thighs for her to wrap her arms around your neck, clasping her legs around your torso to experience weightlessness.
You carry her into the shower booth's wall for stability while making out with her.

“You make me so impatient…~♪” she whispers into your ear while unwrapping the condom from her bikini top and its protective foil package before gripping into your swimming shorts, unwrapping your eager phallus and wrapping it up in the thin, elastic barrier.

“Come on…” Maruzensky moans out impatiently while pulling aside her bikini bottom for an opening. “Fuck me against the wall…”

And so you oblige, ramming into her while simultaneously ramming her into the wall, giving her a full body shudder. Her own walls squeeze and suction onto you and her legs and arms lock more around you, eager to never let go of the stallion of a man she managed to secure a date with.

Wall slam after wall slam inches you further and further into her pleasure as she shudders and moans, muffling herself by closing her lips into your shoulder, giving you a hickey in combination with the lipstick marks that of course immediately wash away from the shower spray.

“Fuck… noone has ever fucked me like this before… you are such good little bro… fuck… keep going… I'm… mhh…”

Her speech becomes inaudible as you redouble your efforts, letting your thrusts and wall slams wind up more before slamming your cock in all the way while keeping up a steady increase of tempo until the only difference between you and a mechanical piston are that you are made of flesh and before you can collapse from exhaustion your shared orgasm crashes over you two, her biting into your shoulder to muffle her pleasure noises as she milks your own orgasm into the condom, the violent shaking making it unsure if it'll hold or slip, adding an extra thrill to the encounter before you both slump into the shower stall, carefully disconnecting and tying a knot into the bad boy you've filled up.

“Mhh… I hope no one heard us… we definitely need to repeat that…~♪”

After this eventful start to the beach trip you had a nice time bathing, eating snacks, playing splash wars and ending the day with some more car sex followed by another round in the shower back home.

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You can hear the “roommates” from far away. Even after retirement they decided to live together to the shock of no one. They might not admit it but those two, with a cartoonish cat-dog relationship, really value each other. Ever so often they come to the race track, specifically towards you as their former trainer to mediate one of their stupid disputes, just as today as the storm of conflict approaching you takes the form of Daiwa Scarlet and Vodka bickering like a 30+ year holding married couple.

“Yo Partner! Can you please tell little Miss perfect here that you don't need everything to turn out right the first time!?”
“Excuse me!? Am I really that much of a perfectionist to you!?”
“Yes you are! You can prove it right!?”

“Uhm… why don't you calm down and tell me what got you riled up so much again..?”

“Riled up!? As if Vodka-chan could ever do that to me! I'm perfectly calm! STOP POKING ME!”
“Wasn't that a challenge you airheaded princess!?”
“It wasn't, you ‘coolness’ focused dimwit!”

“Girls… please calm down… this is getting ridiculous…”

They weren't listening to you, too absorbed in their war of words until they finally tired each other out.

“Huff… huff… stupid Scarlet chan…”
“Okay Vodka… tell me what's the deal from your perspective…”
“You see, partner… Scarlet-chan said that she is the better lover, which is of course untrue! She can't even admit her own feelings straight! Urgh! It drives me nuts! And we've both gotten the stupid idea to pull you into that dispute. Since you've dated both of us we wanted you to be the judge…”
“Lover as in the romantic and dating sense…?” Vodka gets visibly red by that statement. “Or lovers as in bedroom affairs..?” Vodka begins to nosebleed before feinting from shock, she still seems to be a rabbit heart when it comes to such things.

“What are you doing with my Vodka-chan!?” You hear the other Uma stomp towards you.
“Hey! This isn't funny! Come on, let's bring her home! We can't just leave this idiot hanging here!”

“‘My Vodka-chan..?’” you ask her, getting almost hit by a red faced arm flailing Scarlet-chan. “Will you just help me carry her, you stupid idiot!? I swear she should just stop with her muscle training… she is already pretty enough for me…”
“Pretty enough for you..?”
“Cut the teasing trainer!”

You manage to carry Vodka home where Scarlet-chan diligently takes care of Vodka. Shortly after the Uma in question awakens: Scarlet-chan… my hero… “in her half awake state Vodka leans in, not noticing the Elephant, or rather trainer in the room as she connects her lips to Scarlet-chan leading to her flailing her arms and pointing at their former trainer.

The worst kept secret is out now… who knew that Scarlet and Vodka-chan had lesbian feelings for each other..?

“P-P-Partner!? You have seen nothing! Right!? Please don't tell me you saw me act all uncool because Scarlet-chan is so cute!”
“Actually… I find love to be badass… so… keep going and just ignore me…

“You stupid idiot! Now he saw us kiss Vodka! Urgh… wait… you don't mind..?”
“Nope… I honestly always felt like a third wheel, even when dating you for your stupid “who can seduce Trainer-sama faster” competition…”

“Uhm…” both say in unison “You dated him because you wanted to one up me!?”
“Nah! Partner is a cool dude! I loved dating him despite you already getting to him first!”

“Girls… girls… no need to-

“Shut up!” Both say in an eerie synchronization.

They argue up a meaningless storm again before settling on one solution, a really braindead one coming from their competitiveness:
“Well it wasn't conclusive!”
“Oh yeah!? Wanna bet that I would be the one to get him off first!?”
“Yeah yeah… he likes cool girls like me more!”
“Please… your chaotic side would turn him off fast! You need to have a plan!”
“Oh yeah!? Why don't we test it out right now!?”

“Girls… I am not your dick measuring tool…”

“Shut up!” both say at the same time again “Oh… sorry…”

“Look… we three “do it” and then you tell us who was better!”

“Again girls… this is a stupid idea… you could have just asked for a threesome to spice up your bedroom life… I don't mind becoming your boytoy to your lesbian relationship.”

“WE ARE NOT DATING!”

“Sure you aren't… anyways… I am going if this isn't going anywhere… I mean Vodka isn't unconscious with a nosebleed anymore…”

“YOU STAY!!!”

“Geez girls… your synchronization is insane… Won't you just kiss and settle your stupid fight already..?”

Both took it as a challenge, the competitive delinquent and the perfectionist princess pulling each other into a sloppy dominance battle over their mouths with no conclusive winner. You settle yourself onto the nearest cuck chair just witnessing the fireworks.

“What are you staring at P-p-Pervert!?” Yeah! not cool Partner!”

“What am I even here for ladies!?”

“Uhh…”

“Well…”

“You two have forgotten, haven't you? Did that kiss erase your memory..? cant leave, cant just sit down and watch…”

“You can join! Is that what you wanted to hear, you stupid pervert!?”

“What I wanted… Wait a second! This whole confusion was the result of your stupid competition of who is the better lover…”

“Yeah yeah… just shut up and come here!”

And so you stand up from the chair you settled yourself in. The girls meanwhile, drawn in by their shared heat go in for more kissing and groping. Vodka slips in first into Scarlet’s clothes, pulling down the shoulder strap off of her top which gets returned with a wet, muffled moan and a hand into Vodka’s clothing, stroking her naked thigh while hooking her finger into the already twisted panty from all the churning of Vodka's legs.

“Geez… you girls aren't doing this the first time are you..?

“Shut up and get over here already!”

Scarlet and Vodka return to peeling each other’s clothes to quickly go onto the main price. It seems that both figured out the other’s weak spots, most likely to beat the other at “the first to orgasm loses” or some bs that comes from their eternal rivalry or something.
While Daiwa Scarlet goes for tender kisses and prolonged licks onto Vodka’s neckline, to the bliss of her romance centric roommate, Vodka on the other hand goes in for rough groping and more sexual spots that get answered by passionate moans and quivering legs. Seems like Scarlet is a woman that's more into rough handling. They are polar opposites and it seems that the saying that those attract seems to be right when it comes to them. If they could set aside their stupid rivalry they'd probably become the most solid couple Tracen Academy ever brought together… well… maybe it was said rivalry that attached them to each other… Best friends and rivals that happened to be roommates who never requested a transfer of rooms despite their constant bickering..?

Both women now lay in bed, barely clad by their underwear, damp with sweat and arousal as they keep up their synchronized and individually developed foreplay as if they danced this tango countless times before and these rumors were fueled by squeaking noises and voices as well as both of them being sleepy together all the time after said rumors occur during their time at Tracen academy. The kitchen those rumors came from only got fired up again once both of them decided to live together after graduation stating they “Needed a roommate because of high rent” forgetting the fact that they are idols with a steady retirement fund due to all the brand deals they’ve gotten as well as the money they won from racing itself.

“What are you daydreaming about looser! we see how hard you are after seeing us make out! pull it out and fuck us already!”

Geez… are they always this “heated” or do they just bring out the passion in one another..?

“Uhm… Scarlet-chan loves it rough… I'm not a fan of penetrative sex so… be thorough with my best friend okay..?”

“Shut up! don’t tell him all my weaknesses!” Scarlet stuffs Vodka’s mouth but the imagination alone that she’s gonna be double teamed by her “secret” lover and her treasured former trainer drives her absolutely feral. Her knees get wobbly and her panties get even damper than they were before, as if that was even possible. She begins involuntarily gyrating her hips due to her inner pressure compelling her. “Urgh… just take off my panties and fuck me already will you!? And don’t you worry about condoms! I’m taking birth control! come on! Fuck me!”

And so you oblige, pushing off your own clothes and unpacking your erection before positioning yourself behind Daiwa Scarlet, pulling down her panties to reveal the pink and dripping entrance of Miss Perfect. You had dated her beforehand but it seems that being with Vodka is the best thing that happened to her as the foreplay with her “definitely not a lover” made her this tense that even just the room’s air made Scarlet shudder and drip even more, her pussy clenching at nothing, wanting completion. “please you dummy… take me…~” She whimpers out. Her pleading eyes were too much so you finally push inside and scratch that itch she had since making out with Vodka underneath her. Scarlet becomes the stuffing in the sandwich of passion as you lay and thrust atop while Vodka kisses and gropes from underneath, leading her to be both overwhelmed and simultaneously begging for more. You take her juicy hips with your hands gripping firmly for leverage as you begin plowing as if the fate of the world depends on it. The fields said plowing took place in were plenty damp and the soil easily pushed as you sunk deeper and deeper with your intense labor.

“Pull my hair! Please! Spank my ass! Fuck
… Mhh… Vodka… I love you!”

“W-w-w-where did that come from idiot..? Don't play with my heart!”

“Love… love… love… ahh… love you…~” Scarlet keeps up the pressure as she whispers while moaning into Vodka’s ears. She may want to hide it but Vodka is secretly really into the whispers and the subtle kisses during those whispers melting into a puddle for Scarlet to mold

You didn't want to interrupt the sweet scene between those “definitely not girlfriends” but now that they are once again in a uninterrupted flow of tenderness and passion you answer Scarlet’s plea, using her hair as handlebars to yank her body into your thrusts, reaching your full length into her as your pelvis slaps repeatedly into her jiggling butt, the vibrations reaching Vodka as she and Scarlet kiss and grope at one another, wanting to absorb every single drop of passion the other releases.

“Cum with me baby… I don't care to “win” this time… I want us both to… mhh…~”

“Yes Scarlet… I'm sorry making this a stupid competition… I'm also close…”

Both Umas keep heating up, keep increasing the friction and speed of skin rubbing on skin, eager to bring each other into completion. Daiwa Scarlet is the first one to come undone as she collapses, violently shaking atop of Vodka, drooling into the connection between mouths. Having her lover finish, Vodka follows, creating a beautiful mess underneath the threesome as she gives her all towards the orgasm. You are the last as you also fall atop of the already winding down pile of sweaty and spent bodies filling Scarlet with all available seed within your system unaware of the contraceptive in place as it sends it's little swimmers to fertilize the seemingly fertile hills and valleys it pours itself over.

It takes a while for all involved to recover but when they do one message is clear:

“Don't tell anyone that me and her are a thing okay!?”

Don't you worry gals… noone suspects a thing…;D

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You’ve gotten an invitation to participate in Yoga with Mejiro Ramonu. She reassured you that she’ll “make it beginner friendly” as per her text she sent out.

So you stand before the pompous residency she received as a gift for her retirement from her rich Mejiro Parents. You feel a bit intimidated just pushing open the large gate with ornamental decorations on it to enter the large garden in front that probably needs at least a staff of three to take care of.

You knock at the door with a servant opening it up and relaying a message from the Hostess of your Visit: “The Lady of the house expects you in the main living area where she was preparing yoga mats. Pardon me that last part was useless information as she probably has informed you about her Plans Mister.”

You follow the pointing gesture towards the door before pushing it open. The Servant leaving towards other duties as instructed from Mejiro Ramonu herself, for the sake of privacy.

As you push open the door you find said constructor of this planned day in a pose exposing both her flexibility and her gorgeous butt framed in extra tight Yoga pants. She could have chosen another spot in the room to do her warm ups, one that doesn’t point her ass front and center towards those walking in, but the devilish smirk on her face tells you she did this on purpose.

“Hello there Trainer-san~” she calls out towards you, “Although… you aren’t technically my “trainer-san” anymore…” She chuckles while going into another flexible and body framing pose, loving the gaze she pulls onto herself, basking in the rush of knowing you can’t look away, of feeling awkward of immediately sexualizing her.
“Grab a mat and we can begin…~”
You brought your own, from that one time you took a Yoga class and never went there of course, and lay it beside her.
“Actually… It would be wiser to lay it in front of me since I am having the role of “Trainer-san” this time and looking at me would make it easier to follow the instructions… And it would make me happy of course…~”
So you reposition the mat like the good boy that you are to now face hers.
“Mhh… so obedient… I wonder if this applies to other activities…~” She looks directly at the bedroom door, giving you one of the biggest hints there could be, besides greeting you in that self objectifying pose at the beginning of the lesson of course.

You begin with some easy stretches for beginners, her showing off how flexible she is with a confident smirk plastered across her face. She makes sure to linger her touch longer and more thoroughly than she probably should by correcting your pose. making sure to keep you engaged in the Yoga lessons by stroking, rubbing, playing with your sexuality, knowing exactly what a flirty mature lady would do to the hormones of a man who at least has some interest in her and she basks in every single involuntary reaction she can draw out. She has caught you hook line and sinker.

After some more poses and stretches she takes a big sip from her water bottle before throwing it towards you. “What is it..? too afraid to drink out of the same bottle as a refined lady..? please… we are in private…” She made sure to leave a thick lipstick mark on it, teasing you more with any single bit she does.

“Come with me… you deserve a reward for those excellent stretches…~”
You are weary of her next step in her plan, already thinking more with your “Head” inside your pants than your main one as you follow her without much fighting back.
Giving you no room to breathe she strips out off her Yoga pants and tank top, leaving you to stare at her underwear as she quickly unfolds her Massage table she keeps packed under her bed for one of her other hobbies. “Come on… don’t be shy…~” She whispers directly into your ears while hooking her fingers into your own sportswear, making sure she scratches you along the skin with her gorgeously painted nails. I’ll massage you first and then you can spread me out on the massage table…”

Pushing you onto the massage table after having discarded your clothes onto the same pile her clothes were and she begins to thoroughly massage you, making sure to explore any possibility and paying attention to weak spots for later use to drive you really wild. your erection bulging up your underwear as well as the small wet spots make her really proud of herself as she keeps on playing with her metaphorical prey making sure to awaken your body while keeping it on its toes with possible deniability by not going for erogenous zones, just as close as possible towards them making them needy for more than this faint whisper of pleasure they receive.
“Aren’t you a naughty boy..? too bad I am not in the mood so you have to stay put for now…~
She was lying through her teeth as her heated breath was unmistakable through her whispers and her body being clad in a gorgeous red blush and her lingerie panties just as damp as yours is bulged up. How she would love to just take you but she loves the build up and anticipation. like a spring being drawn back to its breaking limit before release, she wants your lust to coil up as well before letting you pounce on her, ravish her with the force of an inner beast she keeps starving while keeping it in a cage, waiting for clear consent.

“Follow me…~” She orders again, swaying her hips seductively with every step as she enters her art gallery then her slightly smaller atelier within. A large sturdy canvas was laid out on the floor with pre-opened paint cans labeled “Body paint” placed on a table beside it. She levers open the cans putting her hands deep inside two individual ones before smearing it all over you while groping you into a kiss.

Due to the sexual tension you both were under it was primal and heated. drooling into each other while spreading more paint. she takes your hand towards the paint pushing you to take a favorite and mark her with it. While you do so she quickly pulls down your underwear, then hers eagerly leading your now paint dripping hands to her swollen breasts after throwing the garments outside the room for them to not get more dirty than they already are.

“Mhh… who knew I had this effect on you Trainer-San..?~ Won’t you please create my newest painting with me..?~”

That was all the consent you needed. The anticipation may have not killed you but it definitely led te the following decision to stain her with more paint before throwing her onto the canvas she laid out, following her quickly to not waste any bit of the heat between you two.

“Won’t you look at that… and here I thought you had more self restraint…~” She chuckles out “Just kidding… take me without any holding back!”

You oblige, spreading her legs with the same wild ferocity she awakened within you that led you to throw her onto the canvas in the first place. catching yourself in being so fogged up by lust that you almost forgotten the contraceptive question.

“Don’t sweat it… If the Mejiro family get’s a new heir I wish it to be yours…~”

And so you push in, stretching her out with the girth and the eager swings of your hips that were fueled by her devilish and self assured confidence. The violent shudders you cause in each other splash the body paint around the canvas creating imprints of different body parts in a chaotic display of colors as you fuck each other on the filling picture.

“Mhh… knead my ears… and… my toes…” Being the flexible lady that she is through the sports she engages in she manages to bend and stretch her legs so she now lays underneath you in a position that is reminiscent of a “mating press” as she stretches her toes into your face eager for you to do something with them.

Seeing how your mouth wasn’t occupied you take her soles with your tongue and lips before servicing each toe individually. the more you do so as well as kneading her ears with your fingers the more she clasps her arms around you, scratching your back up with how often she loses her grip to the body’s shuddering. She lost control completely over the situation too high is her pleasure to think about anything else, she’s even too weak to warn about her own orgasm as she wraps her whole body around you, locking her legs behind your back as well as slipping up once again with her nails on your back, giving you the last drawn out scratch of the encounter as she shudders underneath you, splattering more paint around as well as spreading it with her flailing Uma tail. Feeling you unload a brand new fluid than paint, drool or sweat into her renews her orgasm and she clutches herself around you again before her grip slightly slumps and she sinks down into the painting you just created, catching up on other body functions with heavy breaths and heavier sweating.

“Fuck… you are a total beast in bed aren’t you..? you’ve just created my magnum Opus…~ Just kidding… I will treasure that painted canvas regardless…” Wanna take a shower before you head home..? or do you want to stay the night..? my bed is large enough for the both of us…~”

Helping each other stand up, she takes one last glance at the masterwork you created before heading to the mansion’s bathroom, eager to start the shower. She waits for you to enter behind her before going into the running shower spray and giving you a show. “Washing off” seems to be the secondary objective as she once again tries to rile you up.

“Mhh… Who said you could touch me..?~” She playfully slaps your hand away as you step inside and want to “help” her wash off the color.

“Oh… don’t be disappointed… by now you should now that I like to tease my partners until I let them have their fruits of their patience…~”

It doesn't take long until she finally lets you at her, drawing you in by hooking your waist with her outstretched leg rubbing her stomach onto your renewed erection as she begins making out with you . Slamming you into the wet wall she guides your erection into her aching entrance, eager to get a second load of your hot sticky goodness as she slams you once again into the wall while piercing herself onto you shaft. She loves fucking you against the wall while the water washes up the paint you were covered in. After a few more passionate wall slams that make your toes curl you come inside her once again, adding to the swimmers from the first round that eagerly seek out an egg to fertilize as you yourself keep pouring and pouring them into her.

After calming down you two wash off anything that didn’t get affected by your sloppy idea of a “shower”.

You stay the night after getting a fancy nightgown as an apology to the ruined clothing and underwear and in three weeks after this fruitful hookup the Mejiro Clan announced a new pregnancy towards the media land scape.

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It was one of those cozy mornings where you just wanted to roll yourself up into a blanket burrito and stay in a cocoon of your own making until it passed into the noon.

Today however was an important date for Gold City so she requested of her husband to give her a wake-up service if she sleeps through her own alarms.

One alarm…

Two alarms…

Three alarms…

No reaction… typical for your life partner… She looks all cute, rolled over into a bizarre Uma Origami of a sleeping pose, drooling all over her pillow with the worst bed hair no one could imagine. You wonder what the public would think if they knew the “Prettiest Girl Of The Century” looks like this in the morning..? You don't care since this side of her makes your spouse look even more beautiful to you and you are the only person in the world to have the privilege of seeing her this vulnerable.

“Good morning my sleepy head…~” You whisper softly into the Uma ears of your wife as you gently stroke her cheek with the back of your hand, warmth hitting warmth she subconsciously smiles before moaning out: “five more minutes…”

“You said that five minutes ago, darling…” you whisper back with a smirk, finding the sight in front of you just as adorable as the first day of marriage as you softly kiss her forehead.

“Do I have to..?” She tosses one of the many plushies of yours in defiance at you, obviously not wanting to hurt you with her morning tantrums.
“Yes you do… City-chan…~”
“URGH… why do doctors have to give their appointments so early!?”
“I think 11:30 is plenty of time…”
“You morning people just don't understand my sufferings!”
“Darling… you are throwing a fit again…~”
“Yeah yeah… as if you'd understand any of my struggles… I hate it… stop touching me!”

You stop your gentle wake up massage, the fleeting warmth makes her sad.

“Actually… keep going…”
“Moody as ever… and only I have the privilege to see that cute side of yours…”
“Cute!? I'm a monster in the morning!”
“It makes your good qualities only shine brighter in contrast… and you know I like spending mornings with you my treasure…”
“I love you… but I'm still angry you woke me up…”
“I know… I'll promise to treat you after the doctor’s visit…”
“I want it now!”

Gold City pulls you in for sleepy kisses you topple over her as she does so, now laying in bed above her, making out with lazy morning kisses.

“You've always been slightly impatient…”
“Oh shut up!”
“I love you so so… much…”
“Shut up!”

You go in for more kisses, more tender strokes, loving it that she only accepts you as an interruption to her mornings.

“I'm sorry… I shouldn't have shouted or glared at you…”
“I know you love me so it's okay…”
“Please… can we stay like this..?”
“I actually planned in a buffer for exactly that…”

You make out more, with you expertly seeking out her soft spots that make her melt, she is the luckiest gal around having found an understanding husband that can deal with the morning monster that she is and one who can disarm it, kiss by kiss, tender stroke by tender stroke, affectionate word by affectionate word.

“Have you also planned enough buffer for this..?” Gold City goes for your underwear, stroking the bulge tenderly. It being your darling’s hand your manhood eagerly greets her through the fabric by erecting slowly.
“Yes I did… sorry for being selfish but I love morning sex with you…”
“Me too dummy… it's not being selfish if I want it too right..?”
“I guess it isn't…”

Gold City grabs for her lipstick she placed on the bedside table just to mark you up during lovemaking since she loves seeing proof of how much she cherished you. During the application you slowly free her of her sleeping attire, making sure to kiss and stroke the freshly freed skin so the sting of the cold morning air won't sour your mood.
Your wife was an artwork, a perfect hourglass figure with model measurements, smooth skin, Golden hair and the most gorgeous greyish eyes that shimmer so beautifully when looking at the one she loves.

“Mhh… fuck me please… I'm still too tired to do anything…”
“Of course… I love you…”

you slowly stroke her entrance, preparing her for what was to come, the morning cuddles had an effect on her as she was eagerly dripping and heated for you, ready to begin… And so… you oblige…

As you enter her you are overwhelmed with how much you love pleasing her that you have to release some tension immediately, kneading her curves as you sloppily kiss her all over her exposed skin writing love stories for her without saying word with your lips and tongue. She doesn't want to be completely useless as well so she begins to mark up your torso, neckline and face in her favourite lipstick.

It is both a symphony of heat, passion, and love as you exchange those messages between your body, messages of appreciation, of unity, of togetherness.
“How can you deal with this morning monster that I am..?”
“It is precisely because it makes you so unique that I fell in love with you…”

Your lips meet again, she can't hold the passion your words of affirmation caused in you and drools heated saliva into the unity of lips, the dance of the tongues, finding your love overwhelming it makes her whole body shake in a layer of goosebumps. You are having such an effect on her that her whole body wants to become one with yours, her arms and legs clasping around you, her genitalia screaming out her need in it's own actions of squeezing and pulling you into her making sure she'll get the whole physical extend of your passion inside of her. She feels greedy but how couldn't she be as you have taken the place of her oxygen, the place of her food, she needs you more than anything in the world and it's a beautiful need that leads into a shared orgasm:

Fireworks of passion ignite around you as you share body fluids, muscle spasms orgasmic hip thrusts and moans of approval into each other filling you with a warmth that is too overwhelming to fight against as you let it flood over you like a monsoon ravaging your souls.

Slowly collapsing into a fulfilled pile of body fluids, hormones and happiness you share a most beautiful and loving kiss with both simultaneously confessing:

“I love you so much…~”

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Wanting to re-live the days of her stamina training with her dear Puppy-Chan, Sirius Symboly rented out a small private pool just for the both of them.

You thought this would just be a regular day between two close acquaintances so you picked out your most sporty one-piece to train with her, not knowing what she had prepared for you.

The clanking in her sports bag made you curious but you dismissed it as her just bringing some of her own pool equipment to this.

Coming out of the changing booth you get greeted by Sirius, clad in swimwear that was more akin to a Domina’s lingerie set than actual swimwear, making you wonder if she misinterpreted the date or you but you don't get to think about it for long as she interrupts you by pushing you against the wall.
“Looking cute… Puppy-Chan…~”
She gently strokes your chin before pulling it upwards to gaze into her bright red piercing confident eyes framed by her sharp brows.
“Don't you dare look away Puppy-Chan… I want you to see everything I'm willing to give…”

By now you are well aware of her intentions spinning a quick fantasy in your head that makes you blush but that gets interrupted again by her beginning to choke you out lightly while taking your lips with hers. She always wants to come out as the strongest so she pushes past you lips, overpowering your tongue with hers, the sudden heat and intrusion makes you moan and drool out, a clear sign she's holding the power. She notices your knees giving out, letting go of the chokehold to support your weight.
“Getting weak already Puppy-Chan..? This is just the beginning…~”

The mysterious object that caused the metal clanking reveals itself as she pulls out a leash and collar combo from her inventory, stroking you tenderly on the spot she wants it applied on you and puts it on with a reassuring head pad.
“Good girl…~” She whispers in your ears, making your inner heat create a churning feeling in your stomach, your knees getting even weaker, having to grab onto her shoulders to not fall. “You're doing such a great job for me… My dear Puppy-Chan…~”

“Now… how many fingers tight do you want the collar to be..?”
Her overwhelming charisma made you into a shaking, inaudible puddle on the tiled floor so you just held out one finger. You want to be overwhelmed by her, feeling every yank of the leash as she takes you on a walk, your neck hair erecting in a shiver as she puts her finger in to measure the tightness of it, she makes sure to keep you entertained by giving you ghosting scratches that make you flinch into her hold. She stays calm, reassured and attentive, not wanting to hurt you. She is always ready to loosen up on the act if she spots discomfort. Spotting none she continues, tightening the clasp until it puts pressure on the finger she held on your neck.
“You've been such a patient, good girl while I put on the collar…”
Giving you a soft yank, she tests out how it feels.
“How is it..?”
“Perfect…” you answer now letting yourself be led by her to the jacuzzi area.
”Sit down…” waiting for you to do so she smirks as you follow. “Such an obedient, well behaved girl…~”

Now you two were sitting down in the jacuzzi, with her still holding onto the leash.
She pulls out a dog training clicker of all things she could have brought fourth.

“One click means start… two means stop… got it..?”
You nod, wondering what she wants to do with you as she stands up after a while. It seems she has slided around her bikini bottom to create an opening while you were fixated on her tool, setting said opening in front of your face.
Seeing how you are now shocked, yet intrigued by the escalating tone of the situation she clicks once.

There is only one way to interpret the order of the clicker as you set your face in between her thighs, beginning to explore the torrent of heat, wetness and passion, as you are eager to follow your dog trainer’s orders.
“Mhh… such a good girl… knowing what to do without me spelling it out for you Puppy-Chan…”

After a while of you pleasuring her with lips, tongue and fingers while she pulls you closer with her leash she double clicks, obeying like the obedient dog that you are, you stop.

“Good… you are so well behaved! I love training you…” She leans down while pulling you up by the leash exchanging the new mixture you've created with her own saliva as you make out.

“For being such a good girl you get to choose the next thing we do…~” She tenderly whispers into your ears, wondering what thing you'll pick.

“I just need your fingers… you are too overwhelming to stay sane otherwise…”

“Ahh… getting praise from my cute Puppy-Chan… don't flatter me too much… I hate liars that go over the top with that!”

She goes for the swimsuit straps, securing your one piece in place, eagerly working through it while keeping you heated by making out with the occasional yank at the leash. It doesn't take much coordination for it to now be discarded at the side.

“Come Puppy-Chan… I want us both to finish… How do you like to be touched..?”

“I like it rough… but please don't pull too much on it because I don't like that sensation… I like gentle rubbing on my clit while you go inside with your fingers…”

“How many..?”

“Let's build up… I'm not sure…”

“Okay Puppy-Chan… just tell me whenever you are uncomfortable… as for me I like experimentation so just play with my bits how you want to and maybe you discover a weakspot…”

And so you connect your lips again while pushing your hands in between the other’s legs, one woman squeezing in one finger, asking for confirmation before pushing in the next while the other explores. A wet and wild symphony of passion, push and pull The heat of your bodies, the water and connection consuming you both. You hold back your release as she hasn't signalled hers before you hear a clicker sound again, meaning “go” and so you do, releasing yourself onto the three digits she pushed inside while gently rubbing your clit with her thumb. She clicks once again, nudging you to improvise, probably to make her cum as well as you regain control over your body, circling in onto a weakspot you've scouted at earlier you rub, finger and pinch her with increasing speed until she also comes undone with an exasperated series of moans, accidentally biting her own tongue but the pain is worth it having shared a near synchronized orgasm.

“Wow, Puppy-Chan… we should definitely go “swimming” more often…”

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One day at the training track (this event is in the past of the current scenario)

Silence Suzuka taps you on your shoulder to get your attention, looking a bit unsure “Trainer-san have you chosen a special someone yet..?”

“A special someone..? I don't understand Suzuka-chan.”

“Oh, let me elaborate. You seem pretty close with some of the Umamusume here… and I thought that maybe… I'm sorry… this is so much easier to say in my mind.”

“Ahh… I see… well… it is discouraged to seek deeper than friendly relationships with trainees at Tracen Academy up until their retirement so I was always vigilant to keep it that way.”

“I see… I wonder what you would do if one of them approached you with a proposition…”

“Don't know… but I hope it will only further our bonds even if I were to reject them…”

“R-reject..?” The runaway from a different dimension looks a bit disheartened but before you can ask her about it she takes off running, a Suzuka-chan classic whenever she feels overwhelmed.

(Current day, Suzuka-chan’s dorm room, Silence Suzuka’s final day at Tracen Academy)

“Ahh… you came… please… take a seat on the bed”

Silence Suzuka has already packed most of her belongings into moving cartons before ordering you here, it was a stark contrast to her roommate Special Week’s side who wasn't as orderly as her silent friend.

“So… what made you order me into your room..?”

“Oh… my sign!” Suzuka-chan reminded herself of the rigid plan she collected together in several seduction handbooks. Since she had no practice in it she was very awkward in its execution.

She pulled her top over her head, revealing her underwear, since she was a person who settles on one comfortable set and buys a bunch of copies of it. She wore a set of comfortable sports bra and panties now being redder than the beautiful and well groomed hair on top of her head.

“Woah there Suzuka-chan… is everything alright..? Why are you…”

She pushed you onto your back before sitting on your lap, awkwardly wiggling her hips and butt while facing away from you.

“Trainer-san… only you and Spe-chan made me feel this way… I want to explore this feeling…”

“Understood… Suzuka-chan…” You embrace Suzuka-chan dearly, giving her a reassuring squeeze. “This would be your first time right..? Let's get through this together… you just tell me what you want to do okay..?”

“Yes… Trainer-san… I like it when others groom my tail so… uhm…”

“Understood…” You grope towards the moving box with “grooming tools” written on it and pull out different combs, oils and ointments and whatever else you can find. Opening them up and starting to slowly groom them like you always did as Suzuka-chan’s special treatment for great achievements.

“You know… this isn't much different than usual…”

“Well… I am a person that dislikes new things… so I wanted to do something that will put me at ease in this new situation…”

“Understood, Suzuka-chan…”

You keep grooming the tail, making sure to put her at ease, but it was evident that being half naked and atop of your lap made her shiver and heat up, being noticeable by a heated blush spreading all over her body, as well as goosebumps that erect wherever you touch her.

“Mhh… a bit harder, Trainer-san…”

You oblige, pulling harder at the tail you were grooming, giving her a soft yank that led to her shuddering and gasping out as well as her hips gyrating to release some tension.

“Trainer-san… you may… K-kiss… m-” She was way too shy to continue that sentence but you don't mind that.

Following her lips’ almost silent plea you reposition each other face to face, her immediately averting eye contact, you stroke her cheek in a reassuring manner, drawing her in softly into an attempt, these small gestures of courage made her bold enough for a try, parting her lips slightly as you connected.

A burst of heat immediately began spreading all over her face, then body, making her shudder and writhe as well as drool slightly into the kiss, you just hold her while giving her all of the time and space to explore your own mouth even if you want to be more assertive, you know that she would be uncomfortable pushing too far into the new situation.

You disconnect with a soft pop, her face blushed, lungs and skin working overtime to not overheat.

“Wow… the books weren't kidding… Trainer-san… I am ready… don't hold back…”

Seeing how you enjoyed kissing her lips you draw her in for another one, this time also using your tongue to explore everything that her graceful, usually silent mouth has to offer.

Despite this “silence” she was known for she created quite the symphony of moans, gasps, whimpers, skin rubbing on skin, the rustling of the bedding, the squeaking of the bed frame as she was overwhelmed by this new sensation of kisses and touches your warm embrace and even warmer kiss brought forth in her.

You remember her tail, giving it a firm pull her whole body takes over in an involuntary series of pleasure responses, toppling you over from sitting onto your back rolling over the bed’s fabric and passionately making out with her.

During said process she bumps into your bulge, feeling proud of herself that she managed to pull an erection as a reaction from you, making her more confident in herself and of course even more heated with her sports-panties already being thoroughly soaked with heat and arousal.

“Please strip me Trainer-san…” She pleas, rubbing her legs together to relieve some pressure to no avail.

You follow her plea, as soon as the room’ air hits her core her whole body shudders, falling into yours for support, she was so close to finally being unified with one of the only people that ever made her feel sexual attraction and now she is ready, dripping into the panties a last time before they get pulled off and land beside the bed.

“What about contraception..?” You ask while stripping your own self.

“Im on birth control for hormonal reasons… so we should be save…”

“That's all I needed to hear… any wishes for what you want to do..?”

“I’m.. inexperienced… but I loved facing you on the lap…”

“Then we'll do just that…”

You sit up on the bed again, letting Suzuka-chan climb your lap, this time with your erection greeting her as well, dripping happily as it was about to push into a person it was excited about. You decide to not push or pull her but let her settle and connect on her own comfort and speed.

As soon as you connect, both of you relieve a bit of premature leaking into the other, shuddering and moaning into each other’s embrace. You copy what you did for foreplay, kissing and grooming her tail while she was exploring your body's peaks and valleys, perfections and imperfection, sweat, heat and passion just with the added connection and hip thrusting put into the mix.

It was a mix of individual passion that led to Suzuka-chan melting into a puddle of heat, passion and completion as she became yours to mold, unable to control anything of her body and giving fully over to her involuntary, primal movements as you made love to her.

With a final, not so silent cry, followed by labored panting and involuntary hip thrusts she let go a full body orgasm onto your lap, the extra stimulation made you follow after her. Due to the prolonged foreplay you fill her up with an extra heated and extra voluminous load that even drips and leaks out after you pull out of her.

“Thank you…” She whispers against your lips after pulling you in for a last kiss.

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Agnes Tachyon was pestering you about wanting you as a Guinea Pig for her next experiment, with you declining due to time restraints and the questionable morality of said experiments. The last invitation she sent wasn’t one looking for volunteers though. It was one for a simple Teatime.

So now you were standing in front of her “lab” which was in fact just an apartment where the extra bedroom was packed full of research equipment. After a few knocks the woman in question opens up, wearing an apron, not one you'd find in a lab but actually a kitchen purpose one, of course Agnes Tachyon being Agnes Tachyon she had a bunch of formulas and chemicals from a period table and molecules printed all over the piece of protection from flying ingredients. In the middle of it was the text “A kitchen is just a different kind of lab”

“Oh! My favourite Guinea Pig! How are you doing!? The new youth of Uma racers must keep you busy right..? Ahh… to be young again and run till my body gives out…” Agnes Tachyon looks at the scars from one of her many leg operations. “But this Old woman is too frail to exert herself like the younger ones! Hahaha!”

Agnes Tachyon spins on the spot, just as expected of her, no hugs, handshakes or “come on in!” finding it unnecessary since she already texted you one invitation today. You just follow after her, earning a cocky grin and comment from her: “Good, my guinea pig reacted just as expected!”

You both reach the kitchen of Agnes Tachyon's appartement, where she had a huge leftover bowl of sweetened, whipped up cream from her little kitchen experiment, its result standing on the countertop to settle: A creamy cake with strawberries decorating it. Not the most fancy one but cake is still cake.

“I guess I have overdone it with the whipped cream, but you know how I love eating it. If you want to taste some, be my guest! It will be a waste if it rots without anyone to eat it.”

Well… you might as well, as you take an available, clean spoon, dipping it in and licking it off. It's sweeter than average, just as expected for both an Uma, who needs more calories on average and Agnes Tachyon’s sweet tooth.

“A Delighted hum, after tasting…” She was taking notes from the sidelines, “Everything can be an experiment as long as its results are observable” technically she was right… but it was just you tasting a simple cake ingredient, right..?

“How do you feel, Guinea Pig..?” Well… how exactly does she expect you to feel..? It's just regular old whipped cream… slightly more sugary and therefore more sticky on the intake and going down your throat. There was a slight increase in your body temperature but you think it's just you warming up from the slightly more heated inside as compared to the cold, windy outdoors.

“Hmm… interesting… and here I thought I'm at least getting a bit of praise…” She took further notes on her clipboard notepad, taking her observations seriously.

“Oh right… I should have complimented you… but you aren't the woman for common courtesy so I somehow didn't think about it…”

“Ohh… Guinea Pig… always so diligent to adjust to the Uma in front of you! I guess that's what makes you such a successful ‘Trainer-san’... So how do you feel..?”

“Well… I must say that I feel embarrassed about forgetting the compliment… so I guess that's why it seems my body temperature is rising…”

“A rising temperature… so it is already metabolizing..? interesting…” Tachyon-Chan mumbles under her breath while taking new notes.
“What was that..?”
“Oh! Nothing my Guinea Pig! Nothing at all! Hahahaha!”
“You are a terrible liar, you know that Tachyon-chan..?”
“Maybe you are just too good at reading your Umas! Hahahaha!”

Her playing with you should annoy you and yet you feel a mild indifference, actually… you feel like you like it… “must be the nostalgia speaking…” You think to yourself as you notice it.

“Blushing, while starring and zoning out… It definitely is working…”
“Okay… what did you put into the whipped cream..?”
“Guinea Pig… are you seriously doubting my pure intentions to just treat an old friend..?”

It was weird… She definitely did something to that bowl and now is lying about it… you should be furious about it and yet… every word she says is sweeter than the whipped cream, every movement you just stare at her and blush, even giggling internally.

“Okay! Okay! I concede!” She throws out her hands above her head before continuing, “I am currently testing a new… let's call it ‘Stamina potion’ for Uma, Human lovemaking… Gentildonna and her trainer-san, Super Creek-chan as well… and others have complained that while their Trainer-san’s… well technically they are already retired… anyways! They are very attentive lovers but in comparison to Uma Musume athletes their overall stamina is… lacking… Super Creek-chan’s Trainer-san told something about greeting the gates of Valhalla or something similar after she got heated. They of course also tried conventional means to heighten their Trainer-san's performances… but it didn't help…”

“And so… you tested it on me…”

“Correct! 100 points for my dear Guinea Pig! Hahahaha!”
“Not funny!”
“On the contrary! I find it amusing on so many scientific levels! Biology, chemistry, physics, sexology!”

The more you listen to her the more the experimental drug takes effect, her words are lures pulling your gaze onto her lips, every movement of hers letting your own muscles tense and release, like a predator ready to pounce on her. The conversation..? Just a background noise as your body moves in a trance towards her.

“Guinea pig..?" Only a faint voice as you push her onto the kitchen counter. “Aha! The effect of my con-”
She gets interrupted by you taking her into a hungry kiss. All of your senses are primed towards her body, her scent, her shivers, her warmth and cold, her hairs, her skin, her sweat. Every single cell of her body is yours to take in as you syphon saliva from her. Since she couldn't hold herself back from licking the spiked cream she also was completely tense.

Through all of the sensations she manages to grab onto the bowl and smear some of it all over her body, your tongue finding the marked spots and taking elongated licks, creating layers of shivers and goosebumps along its paths as your hands remove the sloppy bindings holding her apron together, revealing she doesn't wear much underneath the sweater she put on.

She was completely nude after just a few seconds of this foreplay, nipples erect, body hairs standing upright in shivering excitement, sweaty, radiating heat and want.

“What's taking you so long, Guinea Pig?! Come on! Don't you want to test its effects!? For research purposes of course!” Hahahaha!

She was right as the bulge inside of your pants has become rather tight, and was now straining against your bottom wear. Since she was already freed Tachyon-chan took more of the cream and put it onto several spots she wants your hungry tongue to trail along while you free yourself out of said predicament. The pulsing, hormonal blood within you makes this task a bit more complicated as it uses your fine motor skills for impulsive shaking rather than the finger work needed to unbutton and pull down everything.

Once it's accomplished though an enormous erection springs fourth, now swelling even further due to unobstructed blood flow. Tachyon-chan gasps once she grasps the full extent of her little experiment as it slaps against her thighs and touches her already heated and slightly damp entrance.

“Well… the erection is quite sizable I mus-”
Agnes Tachyon gets interrupted as you grab her underneath her thighs to lift her onto the countertop making her squeal in delight.
Your tongue flings out, drooling, dripping, tense. You begin trailing it all over her body, visiting all the spots she left for you to explore with the whipped cream, licking, suctioning, biting, drooling, leaving temporary marks all over and stripping Tachyon-chan from the remaining self control she had as all of her skin and muscles were just reacting towards the stimulation.

“Please… put it in already… for science…” She whimpers out, even more so when she feels the tip knocking on her front door before ungentlemanly kicking it in full force, driving out a full body shudder from her as the girth and length widens her, feeling like being impaled on a pole and yet her own intake of the concoction makes her eager to receive every centimeter you take from her as it clamps with heat and wetness, feeling more like a rainforest during wet season than your regular feminine parts during arousal.

It's a give and take of body fluids that drip between you, making this a shared sensation of unbelievable body heat and fluid exchange. The bowl of whipped cream sloppily gets passed around marking one another before licking, sucking and biting it off of each other. Agnes Tachyon circles in on your nipple, clamping it with her front teeth while sucking off the whipped cream. This was the final push that brought you over the edge as you unleashed an inhuman flood of seed and spermal fluid into Tachyon-chan’s deepest depths. It almost looks like her belly is bulging from the amount you release into her as the extra thrusting and flushing triggers her own climax, her back arching into you as she holds onto your shoulders for stability, squeezing your cock for even more release while flooding it with her own warm torrent.

You pull out only to reposition her in a different way: Belly and chest on the countertop while you take her from behind.

It took countless orgasms to finally come down from the stimulating effect of the experimental drug. Countless for the two of you at least because after the fifth or so orgasm you were too mentally exhausted to keep count.

“Wow… this… definitely will please Super Creek-chan and Gentildonna-chan… I may have to adjust the formula a bit…”

Both of you slump into a puddle of fluids, the whipped cream indistinguishable from the many times you've turned her holes into a cream puff as you unloaded the effects of the trial into her.

“You'll help me with the next set of trial and error… right my dear Guinea Pig..?~”

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Since her triple-crowning as the “Miracle of the Turf” Fuji Kiseki seemed to stay rather busy, performing her new role as a legend, doing interviews, giving press conferences and the such. She has become the entertainer to inspire new generations, the goal she set out for herself but all the fame and glamour was exhausting, and seeing how Fuji Kiseki was a person that's very strict with herself and a total perfectionist she gives everything she has for the camera and microphones.

“Urgh… they were asking so many questions… my dear Pony-chan I need you…” You were cooking for your roommate and former trainee Fuji Kiseki as the person in question opens the door. You set the temperature to a low simmer and move to greet her.

As soon as she sees you she slumps into you with her whole body.

“You did such a good job out there Kiseki-chan…”
“Hey… stop… I should be the one praising you…” she turned red, avoiding her gaze, you love this weakness you've spotted when you two started dating. Of course you love being pampered by her but seeing her melt like this when she was this performative showoff all the time was such a cute contrast.

“Do you want to eat first?”
“Take a bath..?”

For the last one you go in for a whisper while stroking another of her weakspots behind her ears: “Or… Do… you… want… me..?~”

This made Fuji Kiseki into a kneadable pudding, flowing her body completely into you, an emotional wreck that just unloaded all her frustration onto you: “Ahh… I love you so much… why can't you accompany me to all my interviews and fan meet-ups..?”

“You know it's impossible since I still am a trainer-san for the non-retired Uma Musume…”

“I'm kind of jealous of them… having your inspiring voice all to themselves…”

“Now now… you're such a good girl…~” this one makes her slump while her knees give out again, you decide to drag her onto the living room couch, laying her head on your lap. “There there… always giving your best performance to inspire others… maybe you should be more selfish from time to time…~”

“I already feel selfish taking your time… You're such a treasure my dear Pony-chan…”
“Nonsense Kiseki-chan… every moment with you makes my time weigh double the usual worth…~”

"Stop it! I can't defend against your sweet praise!”
“That is my plan Kiseki-chan… let me pamper you like you always did to me when we first started dating…”

You pull her up while leaning down, barraging her with a series of kisses onto her handsome face. She is just as enchanting, captivating and inspiring as on the first day, even when turned into a submissive puddle in your arms.

“Don't burn yourself out Kiseki-chan… You can always lean on me…”
“Why..?”
“Because I love you… that's why…”

Kiseki-chan begins bawling her beautiful eyes out. “I just don't know how to be my authentic self… always having to perform while being out there…”
“There there…~” You stroke her along her spine, staying a bit longer on her favourite spots that make her shiver
“I will stay by your side until you figure it out… lean into me like I lean onto you…”
“I… yes dear Pony chan..”

“Now who is hungry..?~ Because that vibration in my pocket means that the food is done simmering!”
“Five more minutes…”
She was so cute… turning into her true, lovable self whenever she was in private, her played up stage persona wasn't completely fake, it rather turned up and exaggerated her more heroic and admirable personality traits and when home she just wants to deflate, to sink into you while you pamper her, oh how she loves to be pampered… maybe that's why she always did it when you two became a thing..?

You are now sitting at the table, yummy stew in bowls. She takes her first bite and immediately starts getting emotional again.
“Uww… marry me on the spot! Why is your cooking just as good as your comforting!?”
“I have a secret ingredient…~”

"Love…" You whisper against her lips before taking them in a tender yet passion filled kiss.

"Stop it! You're being cheesey!”
You just point at the ‘Kiss the Chef’ Apron you're wearing. “I'm always cheesy…”

You both break out in laughter before returning the attention towards the stew devouring it quickly while she vents her frustrations with the celebrity work she did today.

“Now then Kiseki-chan… Any more wishes..?~”
“I only need you…”
“Good answer…~”

You stand up from the kitchen table, taking the bowls and spoons to the dishwasher before returning to her, straddling her tired lap before leaning down to make out with her. Her special talent comes fourth where her skilled and nibble hands wander through your clothing, giving just the right amount of pressure to make you whimper, shiver and moan into her, you yourself playing with the tie on her suit, slowly removing it and laying it on the floor.

“You know… a bath doesn't sound that bad… with you..?~”
“Good girl…~”
“Argh! Stop it!”
“Won't do, my good girl…~”

You stand up from the straddle, and take her arm. Guiding her towards the bathroom where you quickly turn on the faucet to fill up the bathtub, adding some fragrant bath oils to heighten the sensuality.

You strip her off her admittedly sweaty suit shirt and later the pants. “My poor Girl… had to walk around this sweaty…”
“Most of it is because of your teasing my darling pony…”
“Oh what a nice compliment…~”

You were both naked, and so ready for each other as you eagerly waited for the bathtub to finally fill and when it did you slowly helped her in before climbing after her.

It didn't take long for the hormones to kick in and you both were now making out while exploring each other’s nude bodies, heat crashing into need, skin rubbing on skin and desire being unleashed into passion.

“It's crazy how good you are with your hands, they definitely deserve the title ‘miraculous entertainer…~’”
“Mhh… you aren't too shabby yourself my darling Pony-chan…”

You continue the exploration, having taken this dance countless of times already you were too familiar with the weakspots of the one you loved most and so it gotten quite heated as she perfectly trailed her tongue around it while slowly circling in on your clitoris, making you flinch into her with an outburst of sexual satisfaction and the rising need for more following after.

Her other hand goes for your hair, slowly easing herself towards your scalp before scratching it in the most tingle-inducing ways, the dominance switched over and now you were the one getting pampered.

No skin cell was left unkissed as she slowly eased her fingers in, making sure she not only stimulated your entrance but made your whole body into a witness to her love. Centimeter for centimeter she went and suctioned your skin until it was all erect in a deep layer of goosebumps.

When she felt your legs tremble, begging violently for release, she obliged, letting all the tension she built so expertly release all at once as she squeezed her inserted fingers into your golden spot, while pinching your clitoris, kissing you for the finale on your most tender spot on the neck to leave a wonderful mark of your lovemaking.

“I love you so much…~”
“And I love you more than you could ever love me… especially your beautiful smile after I make you come...”
“This is no competition Kiseki-chan…”

With a final few kisses you lay in each other's embrace, soaking in the remaining heat of your love and the bathwater.

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Here you were just enjoying a free day at home until your doorbell starts ringing.

Opening it up you immediately recognise the person in front. It was none other than Verxina, the very talented Umamusume you scouted together with Gentildonna-chan. She felt like she couldn't run in Gentildonna’s shadow forever so she left you, never breaking contact just training her own way trying to surpass her intimidating rival.

“Oh, hello Verxina! Everything alright!?”
“I could lie to you and say it was…” She had a downturned expression, both thoughtful and frustrated. You've seen this before. She needs you now and so you quickly brainstorm what to do, remembering your most recent endeavour of boiling water and tea leaves
“Oh… you look down. Come to my living room I have tea I can split for the two of us!”
“I…” She stutters, sinking deeper in thought before resurfacing, “Yes please… I'll gladly accept…”

Letting her into your home you quickly make your way to prepare another cup and spoon for your dear visitor.

“So… What's up, or rather down with your mood..?”
“She won again!” punching the air in frustration she catches herself, struggling to hold up the dignity she was known for. “I'm sorry…”
“Pardon me but I'm a bit slow and need context…”
“Trainer-san! You and Gentildonna…”
“Oh… yeah… well… she just… ahem… is very assertive… and…”
That deep blush and the change in posture proves it, as well as the scent of her rival she noticed on top: “Damnit! I'm always playing the second fiddle!”

In frustration she wrestles you onto the couch leading your hands towards her breasts.
“Hey… I… uhm…”
“Trainer-san! Am I not good enough for you!?”
“Woah there! Where did that come from!?” Your eyes were wandering, appreciating the view, “Look, Verxina you are a very gorgeous Lad-
“BUT!?”
“No buts! You are your own person and beautiful in your own way!”
“But not more beautiful than Gentildonna! That's why you picked her over me!” Clenching her fist in frustration she cried out, “RIGHT!?”
“I… uhm… look… you are more beautiful than Gentildonna!”
“Liar!”
“No I'm not!” You retort the accusation “Her and your beauty are not comparable. That's why I think your beauty is the best in what it does and hers is the best in what hersdoes!”
“Trainer-san… prove it!”
“Huh..? How s-

You get interrupted by her straddling your lap and beginning to desperately make out with you, her competitive spirit motivating her to be “better than her rival” and what better way than to take her lover away.

“Fuck… desperate girls are good kissers… better not speak those thoughts out loud…”

And so you keep making out with each other, her kissing and groping seemingly just being there to rile you up more and more. The thrill is there, even though Gentildonna and you are in an open relationship, Verxina wasn't aware of that as she freed her heat and your shaft to quickly impale herself on it with a tight squeeze.

She was like a crazed animal, not listening to any reason as she rode you faster, tighter and with accelerating heat towards one goal: beating Gentildonna in something, ANYTHING! and so it happened that she definitely brought you to orgasm, diverse body fluids flying in and around you in a blinding cacophony of desire until you collapse onto the couch with a huffing and puffing Verxina-chan…

“Fufu~... I won! I took you from Gentildonna!”

“Is that so..?" A booming voice thundered through the halls before its source, Gentildonna, revealed herself. “Good job warming up my dear trainer-san… when I suggested opening up the relationship I wouldn't have thought the woman I respect most as my rival to show up…~”

“Gentildonna-sama! I can explain!”
“No need to explain my dear Verxina-chan… For being such a good girl bringing my dear trainer-san pleasure I have to reward you…~”

Picking up Verxina in a princess carry Gentildonna looks at you: “Follow us, Trainer-san.”
And you do just as asked.
Verxina is too tired and intimidated to really object, only really whimpering out of fear until the bedroom door opens.
“I don't understand Gentildonna…”
“Oh you don't..?" Gentildonna smirks, “Didn't I say I wanted to pamper you for being such a good girl for Trainer-san..?~”
“I… uhm… you… well…”
“Mhh… I love it when they squirm… makes crushing them so much more rewarding…~”

Gentildonna throws Verxina onto your bed, she bounces with a whimper, doesn't object. Why wouldn't Gentildonna-sama punish her for trying to take away her trainer-san..?

“Go ahead… keep Verxina-chan heated…”
You don't need a second order as you climb the bed to push your hands and tongue onto Verxina-chan’s body.
“What are y- mpfh… ahh!”
“Good girl… take all the love that Trainer-san has to give… you desperately need it…~”
“Ahh! My nipples! And my tail!”
“Good… you are finally being honest… Trainer-san! Fulfil her wishes!’
“Yes Gentildonna!”

And so you make tender yet passionate love to Verxina, who melts under your attention and care. She loves the light tugs on her tail and the pinching and suctioning of your mouth and other hand does to the peaks of her breasts.

“Mhh… how I love my most favourite people in the world to have fun… Do you want me to join you..?”

You were just concentrating on keeping Verxina a melting, moaning and writhing mess but she managed to whimper out: “Yes Gentil… mpfh… I want you…”

“Good girl…~” Gentildonna whispers before finally undressing and making her way onto the bed’s sheets. She quickly pushes you away before starting to crush Verxina with her overwhelming body.

“Trainer-san… be a good boytoy and fill her up will you..?”

No need to confirm further. While Gentildonna was licking, kissing, wrestling Verxina-chan's tongue, groping her body and crushing it with her weight, you use an opening Gentildonna graciously left to enter Verxina once again, just keeping her overwhelmed.

“Good… we need to show our appreciation thoroughly… take her like you would do with me… no holding back!”

Heeding Gentildonna’s words you just keep accelerating and pushing further and further between Verxina’s legs while Gentildonna crushes and overwhelms her on top.

Due to the overstimulation Verxina has multiple Orgasms you and Gentildonna keep plowing through until you yourself are thoroughly satisfied.

There she was, laying in her pool of sweat and disheveled bedsheets with a puzzled expression, panting up a storm, reorienting herself in the room and sensing the mixed scents in the air: “I… don't… understand… why..?”
“Shush…” Gentildonna whispered while taking the bowl with warm water and the towel their Trainer-san prepared in the background and tenderly cleaning her, making sure to massage the bruises their overenthusiastic approach caused, “My darling Verxina-chan… I love you just as much as I love Trainer-san…”
“W-what..? I don't understand…” She was blushing up an embarrassed storm, her most bitter rival she looked up towards as an unsurpassable wall now was taking care of her after providing her a sexual encounter. Chasing after her all this time… could she have just chosen to walk beside her all along..?
“It's quite simple… without you… I wouldn't be able to challenge my strength and strive towards even further goals. You and Trainer-san are the reasons why I kept growing… I thank you… and I guess our plan worked out…”
“Your plan!?” If she was confused beforehand now her confusion stacked another on top.
“Yes… using Trainer-san as bait to get to you… you kept avoiding us after I took Trainer-san as my price…”
“I'm sorry… I wanted Trainer-san to cheat on you…”
“Yes… that is an unfortunate side effect of your competitive nature… you are lucky I love having multiple partners…”
“So… I'm free..?”

“Welcome to the polycule!”
“What he said… and now rest… my dear Verxina-chan…” Framing Verxina-chan's face with her palms she draws her in for a final, tender and passionate series of kisses. “You've earned it after enduring both the strongest Umamusume and the strongest Trainer-san…~”

With that Verxina, thoroughly exhausted, falls into a deep slumber under the gentil care of her most steadfast rival and the Trainer-san she always felt she wasn't worthy for.

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It was finally time. You've collected enough vacation days to finally accomplish a goal you were working towards for quite a while.

You were finally in a plane flying towards Germany, eager to meet up with Eishin Flash after such a long time apart.

Of course you kept contact over long range communication but seeing her in the flesh will definitely feel so much more real than any videochat you had. In your preparation you managed to visit plenty of Japanese bakeries and cake shops to pack their best travel ready pastries, hoping at least some of them will survive till you reunite. Of course the Umamusume in question is too logical to expect you to pack such gifts for her, so the surprise is guaranteed.

After all the boring landing procedures, which we are going to skip, there she was, greeting you with a rather restless body, too much was her excitement to finally meet her beloved Trainer-san again.

“Mein liebster Trainer!” Oh… pardon me… I should probably speak a language we both understand.”
“Nono… its fine… based on the joy I heard in your voice and ‘trainer’ being a pretty universal word I think I've gotten behind what you’ve said…”
“My dear Trainer-san… always so sharp!” she commented with a smile before looking at her watch and getting more restless “urgh…”
“huh..? what is it…” you ask in worry
“It's just…” She takes a deep breath to calm herself, “Your flight landed off schedule and I wanted to do so many things and now I don’t…”

You hug her dearly, squeezing her tightly into you: “Time spent with a precious person is not wasted at all… so don’t stress yourself too much, okay..? Just being with you in this moment was worth any ‘waste of time’ Mein wertvolles Pferdemädchen…”

“Wha… wa- wait!” She gathers a deep blush, not only from your bodies exchanging heat, but also from her hearing those sweet, German words uttered by you, “Did you just speak German!?”
“I uhm… picked up a learning book… and a dictionary… so… I just wanted to see if I can’t make it” taking a small pause to collect your minimal German skills, you try again: “Wie war Ich..?”
“Sehr gut!" She squeals out in delight, “Mein liebster Trainer-san!"
“Oh… I'm glad… it's weird learning a new language… I’m glad I'm not a total disaster…”
“No… your ‘Deutsch’ it's… Wunderschön…”
"Wunderschön"… I know what ‘schön’ means… Wunder sounds like ‘wonder’ so… as beautiful as a wonder..?”
“Wow! You are picking up pretty quickly! I have to probably be careful what I say in German about you…”
“Uhm what..?”
“Oh… nothing!” She panics a bit before recollecting her thoughts, “By the way… one of your bags looks not like travel baggage at all…”
“Oh, that!” You slap the bag in question playfully, “It’s ‘Küchlein!’ Did I say that right..? from all sorts of bakeries and cafés I've visited to give you some nostalgia from when you went to Tracen Academy…”
“Oh… Isn’t that a little weird..? I mean…”
“Oh yeah… it was definitely a weird idea… but… I asked the experts in question to pack those that are sturdier and last longer and I even packed some of them with those mobile refrigerators… see!”
“Oh wow…" "So much effort just for me..?” She avoids her gaze to hide her teary eyes from that sweet gesture as well as the blush creeping up more and more, “Argh… wie kann jemand nur so süß sein!?”
“Huh..? Did you say something..?”
“Oh… not at all! "Please unpack some of those Küchlein!”

And so you do just that, hoping that they weren’t mush through all the transportation they endured and to your relief, none were. You picked some that were easier to eat while not having utensils at your disposal.

“Oh!” She was looking at her watch again
“Huh..? What is it..?”
"Hihi…" She giggles out, packing away her tool of habit, "Always, when I’m with you, we seem to completely derail our schedule…” She gets a warm smile, whispering tenderly, "Meine liebste Zeitverschwendung…”
“Well… I am sorry…”
“Don’t be!” She interrupts any self pity you would have started, “I have to learn spontaneity… thank you for being a part of my life…”

After a bit of time elapses she finally remembers they are technically not alone here “My parents are waiting on the Parkplatz, uhm I meant of course the parking lot… let’s not keep them waiting!”

And so you chew up your last piece and make your way towards the Parking lot where the Silver Volkswagen Bus of her parents was parked.
“Hallo Eishin’s Trainer!” The father warmly greeted, “We were speculating what took you so long but seeing our Schätzelein grin so much makes the waiting worth it.”
“Vater! Bitte!” She shouts out, the reddest she ever was in front of you, “Das ist Peinlich!”
“Hahaha! Komm schon…" He leans out of the rolled down window, “Du warst so nervös, als du erfahren hattest, dass er herkommt!”
Eishin Flash stomps shouting out in frustration: “Sei leise Papa!”
Supporting her daughter, Eishin’s Father gets punched onto his shoulder by the Umamusume besides him, Eishin’s Mother: “Schatz… das ist genug jetzt!” She had a stern, motherly expression on her face, “Lass deine Tochter in Ruhe."
“Ahem…” He loved provoking but even he feared the consequences of overdoing it, “Come on in or you’ll freeze to death!”

Taking the invitation you take a backseat together with Eishin Flash. It seems that they are much less tense in private than when you saw them at the debut race of her daughter.

"Schön, dass uns unser zukünftiger Schwiegersohn auch mal besuchen kommt…”
“Papa!” Eishin-chan kicks the driver's seat in front, “Er kann auch ein bisschen Deutsch! Was ist, wenn er deine Anspielungen versteht!?”
“Tut mir leid mein Prinzesschen, Ich konzentriere mich dann auf die Autobahn.” Her father relents, for now, just concentrating on the car ride.
“Danke… Vater…”
“Your father seems quite the tease in private… What was that about..? He was happy about my visit I guess but I didn’t understand some words…”
“Unimportant!” she wanted to sink in embarrassment, Here her dear Trainer-san was and her father couldn't stop teasing her on her deep emotions she had for them.

“Okay…” You relent, “I won’t press you on that.”

The Car ride from the Airport went smooth and soon you spotted the Meister-Bäckerei you only seen from pictures until now.
“Uhh… pretty christmas decorations…” you notice in glee.
“Yes, my parents always took Christmas time very seriously. It is most definitely the most profitable time for a bakery such as ours.”
“Yes! That time of year is the most busy! I’m always guilty of neglecting my dear Schätzchen whenever it comes to this!” Stopping the motor, the father turns his head to speak with his daughter, “Speaking of, I have to check up on a project so you and Mama go ahead and show our Guestroom.”

Eishin Flash and her Mom, being Umamusume, quickly managed to unpack all the luggage you brought along and carry it to the apartment that they had directly above the shop.
“Das wäre geschafft, Oh sorry… That’s done! I’ll assist my Ehemann now, you two have fun!”

And so you and Eishin Flash were alone. Having spent such a long time apart there must be so much you two can talk about and yet… silence…

“So… uhm… how is your training to become a ‘Bäcker’ going..?” You begin, awkwardly trying to break the ice.
“It is going fine… I’m actually already learning for the ‘Meisterprüfung’…” She is looking away, too embarrassed now that she was left alone in the room.
“Ahh… so that’s your current goal on your busy schedule…” You massage your chin in thought before continuing, “Speaking of… What’s your schedule for tonight..?”
“I…” She takes a bracing breath, “Don’t know… You see… we’ve already completed the list so I…”
“Uhm… Eishin-chan..?”
“Wait here… You always wanted to see me in a Dirndl right..?”
“Wait! you have one here..? That would be cool… I guess…”

And so she was awkwardly changing from her casual clothes, some clumsy thuds and “Aua!” as well as “Du schaffst das!” being heard from outside, making you wonder if she’s alright.

“Hier komme Ich!” She hypes herself up before coming out with one of the most gorgeous pieces of clothing you’ve ever seen on her.
“Oh wow… how was that word..?” You collect all the German you learned over the months of preparation, “Wunderschön…”
“Ekk!” Jumping, averting her gaze, anything to discipate the energy this confession caused in her, “I uhm… Ich danke… I mean… urgh…”
“Hey… it’s okay…” You step to her, reassuringly grabbing her shoulder, “Es ist in Ordnung! Du schaffst das!”
“Trainer-san… no… mein Honigküchlein…" if smyou think she broke a record of redness tonight you haven't seen that face yet, bracing herself she sheepishly gazes into your imeyes before finally finding the courage to say what her heart demands of her: “Ich liebe dich… I love you…”
You stagger, now also getting wobbly knees, now or never! “Ich… liebe dich auch…” embarrassed your eyes wander away, "Uhm… that went off schedule… right..?”
“Yes…” She answers, gently stroking your cheeks and guiding your face to look at hers again, “You can’t schedule feelings… just as little as you can’t schedule this…”

Eishin Flash leans into you for a kiss, being clumsy in unscheduled situations she stumbles, pushing both of you on the bed of the guestroom, but it didn't matter as years of unuttered feelings fell over the both of you. Separation can be quite the foreplay as this of course was your first time you ever admitted feelings for each other but there were always signs, always a “later” “better scheduled” moment for that, for when you finally reached your goals and now it was not important anymore… As it all just flooded out at once.

“Mhh… Trainer-san…” She moans out gasping for air after you two lost more time from this unscheduled event, “Nimm Mich!” She stumbles over her German and English mixing up, “I mean,,, Take me!”

And so you do just that, heat leads to even more heat as you both keep making out, making a mess out of the neatly folded bedsheets of the guest bed, rolling all over it while exploring each other’s clothes and bodies, at first both of you are rather hesitant but a few glances and affirmative nods confirm to both of you that anything goes and so each other's hands start wandering where their fantasies take them, groping, stroking, pinching licking sucking scratching. Your bodies only wanted one thing, creating a sea of pleasure for both of you to sail over as you just gave in to your most carnal desire for each other that got accompanied by an orchestra of kissing, moaning, rustling of fabric and the rubbing of skin on skin.

It all went pretty well until Eishin Flash bumps into your erection in your pants and is jumping away slightly flustered.
“Hey… it's okay…” you whisper while holding her reassuringly, “we don't need to go all the way…”
“No… ich will dich!” She notices that her German slipped out again, “I am sorry… I want you… all of you… but we should be safe… I have a Kondom, uhm… I mean a condom in my room…”
“Yes… let's better be…”

She stands out, the Hair, her ribbons and belts, all not orderly presentable on her body, if her parents could see her like this… what would they think..? But that's not important! Her dear Trainer-san was waiting and so she opened the door, looking out for her parents in slight paranoia before committing her goal: The condom package she had planned into her schedule “just in case” and this case was about to be blown wide open.

Returning back she closes the door nervously before laying the pack on the sheets and climbing after them, ready to resume these “Wunderschöne” feeling they have worked up between each other.

It didn't take long until both were undressed with most of the clothing already begging to be unleashed as sweat drenched them. And then…

“May I..?” She was holding the foil with the rubber protection, shivering from the nerves but determined to do it.
With a nod you confirm that you consent and so she does her best try after ripping the last barrier to the connection open.
She had a few slip ups but as soon as she got a good grip she was greeted with a twitch, a drip of excitement and an accompanying moan it was slowly rolled on. Due to the excellent German sex ed she knew exactly what to do to securely wrap it, even in this nerve-wracking situation that lets her fingers, that are usually as calm and measured as her baking skills, tremble.

You push her into the mattress gently teasing and aligning each other. “Are you ready..?”
“Ja… I mean… yes…”

And so you connect, letting your bodies immediately shudder in shattered and crashing anticipation, losing control momentarily before catching each other with gentle giggles.

After those few adorable hickups you slowly build up pace, building the tension higher and higher, giving and taking, requesting and fulfilling. No schedule, no planning and no practice could have prepared the two of you how wonderful and chaotic this would feel. A nice little “Zeitverschwendung” in a world of continuity. No rigidity, just pure passion and spontaneity until…

“Trainer-san… mhh… I'm… ahh…”
“Yes… fhh… me too… let's go together!”

And so you try to synchronise your release, another burst of unregulated, spasming bodies tensing and releasing in an uncontrolled manner, slapping skin on skin and rubbing body fluids all over each other and the bed sheets before crashing down in a pile of exhaustion and satisfaction.

“Danke, Trainer-san…” she finally was able to speak after catching her breath, “Mein Honigküchlein." Ablenkungen und Zeitverschwendungen… distractions and wastes of time aren't at all wasted when it's with you… because you make them beautiful…

You stay connected, embracing each other dearly, just enjoying this small “Zeitverschwendung” between each other until you were satisfied pushing the aftercare off schedule until you had your fill.