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.
