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 Emma's Farm part 3
Disclaimer: this is a work of fiction.
Emma continues her erotic adventures on the farm, this time discovering

that the bathroom is sometimes just too far away.

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   She was hungry for lunch at this point, and when she got in the kitchen
she was too drained from being in the sun after her incredible orgasm to
bother cooking something.  Instead she got her bowl out of the sink and had
another bowl of bran cereal.  She thought back over what she had just done
in the barn and found that she was getting aroused again.  It was just so
naughty, so unabashedly sexual that the more she thought about it, the
hornier she got.  She loved the feeling of not having to worry about
propriety, about being able to just do anything her vagina wanted her to
do. After finishing her cereal she went back outside and was halfway
between the house and the stables when she realized that she needed to pee.

   She didn't want to walk all the way back to the house, and she was
already filthy, so she thought that she would just go.  Her heart raced as
she thought about peeing her panties, and her pussy began to dampen again
with excitement as she tried to relax the bladder muscles which were
holding her pee in.

   She continued to walk towards the stables as the first dribbles of pee
started to fall into her panties.  Soon there was a steady stream flowing
out of her, and when her panties couldn't absorb any more urine it started
to run down her legs in dual streams.  The feeling of pissing her panties
while she was walking was thrilling.  She loved how naughty it was, how
inappropriate.  Her clit hardened as she enjoyed the sensation of the pee
running down her legs, running into her boots.

   She could feel the pee now inside her boots, splashing around her feet
as she walked.  The whole thing was amazing and by the time she reached the
stables she only had to touch her clit and she was immediately climaxing.
She braced herself against the side of the stables as the waves of pleasure
shot through her young body.  After a minute, she had regained her
composure.

   The thought of her dirty panties she found to be a source of great
arousal.  Cum, milk, and pee.  She loved it and made a plan to keep them on
all weekend.  She had never before thought of going to the bathroom as
particularly erotic, but she now realized that she loved the feeling of
anything on her pussy.  She also was incredibly turned on by just how
naughty it was - she happily bit her lip as she thought about how she was
so horny that even her own pee turned her on.  She continued to walk around
a little, her feet complete submerged in her urine inside her boots now.

   She reached her hand down and cupped her pussy, pressing the wet fabric
of her panties against her warm vulva.  She even brought her hand up to her
face and smelled it -" the scent of urine was unmistakable, and her pussy
tingled as she inhaled it.  She tentatively stuck out her tongue and licked
her hand clean -" pleasantly surprised that the taste wasn't bad.  Salty
but sweet at the same time, it tasted like sex and turned her on all the
more.

   She had forgotten about the horses at this point, and instead tromped
around the yard in her urine filled rubber boots.  There was no one around
for miles and Emma danced in the sun, soaked in pee from the waist down,
exhilarated from her adventures and flush from her incredible orgasms.  She
was thrilled.  A whole world of erotic possibilities was opening to her and
she had a sense that she had only scratched the surface.