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   Emma had just turned 13.  Her life had undergone significant changes
over the past year and now she was focused on getting back to normal.  Her
parents had divorced and her father had moved out of state.  Emma's mom had
sold the house and bought a small farm in the country.  Emma was not happy
about having to move away from her friends, from everything, though in
truth the farm was only 20 miles outside of the city - to a 13 year old who
can't drive it seemed like an impossible distance.

   Emma was definitely a city girl, and she was only slowly coming around
to country life.  Her mother had started an all natural food operation,
with organic fruits and vegetables in the garden, and organic eggs, milk,
and cheeses as well.  It wasn't a large operation, but she sold enough to
support herself and her only daughter.

   Emma was average height, but a bit on the thin side.  She had recently
taken to wearing her long dark hair in pigtails, as she thought they suited
farm life better.  Her body was starting to develop, her baby fat had all
but disaperaed, and her breasts were already bridging the divide between A
cup and B cup.  Light pubic hair had just started appearing, and at this
point was thin and sparse.

   Emma had gotten used to farm life over the past few months, the only
thing she hated was the isolation - there were no other kids her age
anywhere.  She had seen her old friends in the city only a couple times,
and spent most of her time corresponding with them via instant messenger.
Emma desperately wanted a girlfriend she could talk to, confide in, and she
found it was hard to talk about personal things via IM.

   What was really troubling Emma is that she had recently found that she
was incredibly horny.  Practically all the time.  The amount of time she
spent masturbating had skyrocketed in the last month and she had no idea
why, or if it was even normal.  In the bath, in the bed, even in the living
room once while her mom was out in the garden - Emma just couldn't keep her
hands off herself!  She eventually came to think that it wasn't a big deal,
she wasn't doing any harm, and so her worries about it had started to fade,
although she still would have loved to know that she wasn't alone.

   It was Friday afternoon and she was sitting at the kitchen table while
her mother stood at the counter, preparing sandwiches for lunch.  Linda,
her mother, had had Emma when she was only 16, and consequently was only 29
now.  She looked young, and Emma knew that she was what was considered "a
knockout".  She was very fit, with short brown hair and perfect c-cup
breasts that she wasn't shy about.  While making the sandwiches she was
talking about all the things she had planned for their farm.  Emma wasn't
paying attention though, she was staring at her mother's ass, which jiggled
slightly as she worked at the counter.  She was wearing a short skort, and
Emma was staring where the curves of her thighs turning into her buttocks
disappeared under the thin fabric.  She was unconsciously rubbing her own
thighs together, getting quite wet.

   "Honey?  Is that okay?" Linda had turned to face her daughter and was
waiting for a response.  "Uh, what was the question?  I zoned out." Anna
said, snapping back into reality.  "I said that I had a few meetings in St.
Paul tomorrow, a few groceries are thinking of carrying our brand, and so I
wanted to know if you thought you would be okay alone this weekend." "Oh.
Sure, I'll be fine." "Good." Linda said with a smile and went back to
fixing lunch.  "Of course you have my cellphone number if anything goes
wrong, and I'll also leave the numbers for . . .  " Linda droned on about
the plans.  She had been nervous about these meetings for a week now, and
couldn't stop talking about them.  St.  Paul was about 8 hours away, and so
she was going to leave this afternoon, spend the night, and would be back
Sun.  evening or Monday morning.  She was worried about leaving Anna by
herself, but knew that she was mature enough that there wouldn't be a
problem.

   As they ate lunch, Linda showed Emma the list of chores that she needed
to do while she was away.  The list wasn't long, and it was all stuff that
needed to get done, so Emma didn't mind doing it.  Feeding the animals,
watering the garden, collecting the eggs, milking the cows, etc.

   After lunch Linda finished packing, kissed Emma on the head and left. 
After watching TV for a little bit, Emma got up and went to feed the
animals.  Emma was still thinking about her mom's ass - she couldn't say
she was attracted to her mother per se, but rather that she could
acknowledge its inherit sexiness and appreciate it.

   Emma was wearing short jean shorts and a loose fitting t shirt.  She
didn't wear bras much anymore since they were all alone on the farm, and
they're weren't very comfortable.  She slipped on the mud boots and headed
outside.

   Their Border Collie, Ollie, ran up to her and jumped around, excited
that it was dinner time.  He followed Emma out to the little shed where
they kept all the food.  As she bent over to scoop up some kibbble, Ollie
stuck his snout directly into Emma's crotch.  Her shorts were short enough
that his nose slipped inside the leg and pressed hard against her pussy,
only a thin cotton panties separating his moist nose from her moist pussy.

   Emma was surprised and straightened up.  She didn't think much of it as
dogs were always investigating smells.  He could probably smell that she
was aroused, which seemed to be her normal state recently.  She dumped his
food into his dish and he immediately tucked in, eating as fast as he
could.

   Emma patted him on the back and headed off towards the chicken coop. 
She opened the gate in the large fence that was meant to keep the coyotes
out and dumped out some feed onto the ground.  She watched as the chickens
gathered around and started eating.  She snuck out of the gate while they
were distracted and headed off to the cows and horses.  They had four milk
cows, although Linda planned to get more as their business was taking off.
They also had two horses, one was Linda's and one was Emma's.  The cows and
the horses always had access to hay, so she didn't need to feed them, but
she liked to check in on them, and pet her horse on the nose.

   The cows mooed as she walked past on her way to the horse stable.  The
two horses reacted warmly when she entered, neighing joyfully.  She was
always gentle with them and they liked her quite a bit.  She walked over to
Rusty, her horse, and ran her hand over his head a few times.  As she was
turning to leave, she happened to notice that Rusty had an erection.  She
had seen this before, but this time she found that she couldn't take her
eyes off of it.  She opened the door to his pen and got a closer look.

   His cock was huge and it hung down below him, swaying back and forth
with the horse's movements.  Emma was fascinated by it's size and without
thinking she reached out to touch it.  Just before her fingers reached the
shaft, Ollie started barking furiously.  Emma stood up, closed the gate,
and ran out to see what Ollie was barking at.  She noticed that as she
walked her thighs slipped against each other, lubed by her own juices.  She
really needed to masturbate.

   She saw Ollie sitting by the shed, barking at her as she approached. 
"you just want more food!" Ollie barked as if to say yes.  "Well you're not
getting it.  You've already eaten.  As she walked up to Ollie he
immediately jumped up and stuck his nose in between her thighs and started
licking her milky white inner thighs.  She sighed slightly but then came to
her senses and pushed him away.  "weirdo" she said as she headed back to
the house, the happy border collie joyfully following her the whole way. 
She closed the door as she entered the house and Ollie gave a small whine
before settling down on the stoop, where he liked to sleep.

   Emma threw herself down on the couch in the living room and shoved her
hand down her shorts until it caressed the warm mound of her pussy.  She
stuck a couple fingers in between her lips to get them lubed, and then
started to rub at her clit furiously.  Visions of her mother's beautiful
ass ran through the girls head as she masturbated, as well as images of
Rusty's cock, and a memory of the feel of Ollie's tongue on her thighs. 
She didn't have time to analyze these things she was thinking about as she
masturbated, for before she knew it, she was having the most delightful
orgasm.  Knowing she was alone in the house, she moaned loudly and flopped
back on the couch, resting while her body twitched and shook in aftershocks
of delight.  She undid the button on her shorts and kicked them off.  She
put her hand over her crotch and noticed that her panties were now wet and
sticky.  Her first thought was to take them off and throw them in the wash,
but she decided to keep them on, the thought of spending time in her dirty,
sex-juice stained panties turned her on.

   She turned on the tv and spent the rest of the night watching stupid
movies, masturbating intermittently.  When she finally fell asleep, her arm
was tired, and she was in heaven.