Breeding Mare

Gold Ship has lost a lot of races for a long time, so due to that she was **** into retirement and **** to become a breeding mare to produce offspring.

At the breeding ranch, Gold Ship is laying over a table in the breeding room as her legs are spread open as it was time for breeding.

Standing behind her was a large naked human man with a huge cock who was here to fuck Gold Ship, she couldn’t look back because the rule said that the breeding mare is not allowed to look at the breeder because usually most breeding mares don’t like the looks of their breeder, but she could tell that he is massive person because his shadow was casting over her. After all Gold Ship and other umamusume are horse girls, they look like human girls with horse ears and tail, they won’t use a real horse to fuck them.

Gold Ship’s heart was racing faster than ever before, but not from the excitement of a race. She felt a cold sweat break out across her brow as she heard the man’s deep breathing getting closer. This was a fate that she had never anticipated, a fate that was the last thing she ever wanted. The man’s hands, rough and calloused, began to roam over her body, feeling the firm muscles that had carried her to victory so many times in the past. She felt his hot breath on the back of her neck and shivered, her tail swishing nervously from side to side.

With a swift and surprisingly gentle motion, the man place his hand on her hips as he held her in place. Gold Ship’s legs quivered as he lifted her tail, revealing her most intimate spot to the cold air of the breeding room. She had never been touched there before, and the anticipation of the pain she had heard whispers about from other mares made her whinny softly. The man took his time, stroking her gently, coating her with a warm, slick substance that was supposed to ease the process. Despite her fear, she couldn’t help but feel a twinge of curiosity as she felt herself becoming wet under his ministrations.

As the man aligned himself with her, Gold Ship braced herself for the pain. But instead of the searing agony she had been expecting, she felt a strange, full sensation as he pushed into her. The man’s cock was thick and hot, filling her up in a way that was uncomfortable yet oddly... right. She had always heard that the breeding process was painful, but she hadn’t anticipated the mix of emotions that would come with it. Her eyes rolled back in her head and she let out a low, guttural moan as he began to move, his strokes deep and measured.

With every thrust, Gold Ship felt herself losing control. Her body responded in ways she had never felt before, her muscles clenching around him, her heart racing like it was in the final stretch of a race she hadn’t known she’d entered. The room seemed to fade away, leaving only the rhythmic slap of flesh on flesh and the sound of their panting breaths. She felt a heat building deep inside her, a pressure that grew with each passing second until it was all she could think about.

The man’s grip on her hips tightened, his pace increasing. Gold Ship’s eyes shot open as she felt something new, a pleasure unlike anything she had ever experienced. It grew stronger with each movement, until she could no longer hold back. With a cry that was half-human, half-horse, she arched her back, her inner muscles tightening around the man’s cock as she climaxed. The sensation was overwhelming, like crossing the finish line after a hard-fought race, only to find that there was another, more exhilarating victory waiting for her on the other side.

The man grunted in satisfaction, his own release following shortly after. He pulled out, leaving Gold Ship trembling and gasping for air. The room was silent except for the sound of their heavy breathing and the occasional drip of semen from her pussy. The scent of sex filled the air, mingling with the faint odor of horses and sex.