The three Valentine sisters drove up to their father's cabin in the woods. Or was it ex-father? Their father and mother had somewhat-recently died in a helicopter crash while on vacation, and they were finally resolving this, several months on. Of course the catch was, their parents were both filthy rich. Their father's estate was worth around a billion dollars, sometimes less, sometimes more, and their mother was worth a few hundred million. Oh and they had several properties including this 'cabin' which had three bedrooms, two stories and was larger than an average US house. As well as a family company which already the oldest sister was partially in charge of.
Speaking of there were three sisters. The oldest was Elizabeth (Liz), a very tall voluptuous woman 26 years old who had been running the family business while their father was on vacation when he died. She, naturally, was the most likely to receive the inheritance, but due to a special condition, she was going to be here for a month.
Of note she was very, very much open about her sexuality. Even now showing up in a short skirt, and a low buttoned top both of which flashed her thighs and cleavage to her sisters. She had always been open about her sexual adventures, and, surprisingly, her parents had never discouraged her. Perhaps limited her conversations around the dinner table, but once she was eighteen? Mom and dad said 'if you want to, go for it, probably use birth control though'. Hell, they had bought their daughter sex toys for her birthday year after year.
Next came the middle sister, Patricia (Pat) 24 years old she was, well, the middle child. A touch shorter than their oldest sister she was of a medium build. She had been running her own business, and, if she got her shares of the family company, would likely sell it to whichever sister wanted it and work on her own thing. Part of the reason it was several months after their parents were buried that they had come here for this was because she was running the business and needed to put aside a month for this all. Thankfully Elizabeth had been sneaking Patricia some money to help her get in a comfortable state so she could afford this. As far as her sexual habits? Outwardly she was a huge prude. Barely able to tolerate anything more serious than wearing a bikini to the beach. Inwardly... She was as wild as her sisters. Even if she wanted to keep it all in the bedroom, she was the most invested in marriage, and had given her husband a good long, hard fucking before coming here. Not that she would tell her siblings this, at least not without being under duress. She did pack some toys, as did Elizabeth, but they were fewer in number than her siblings.
Last came the youngest sister, of 19 years, Mary. Mary was the other reason this was timed as to when it was. She was in college. Her future was least certain of all three sisters. So when her parents died she took it the hardest. She had the most to gain from this month in the woods, so she was going to stay for sure. She was the shortest of the three. She also was the smallest in terms of the chest. Her ass was bigger than her middle sister however. Something her skirt would reveal now and again. She was also fairly open with her sexuality. Having a number of partners in college, and, not as open as Elizabeth, but still willing to chat when it was relevant, and unafraid of flaunting her goods, and being envious of others. She was also very gay, and before this had been getting serious with a girlfriend in college. Right now she was thinking of that girlfriend and how she seemed like a halfway point between her two sisters.
So, why were these three in a secret woodland mansion? Well, their father had been somewhat eccentric in his will. They couldn't receive their full shares of his estate until they had spent a month in the old family cabin in the woods together. They weren't allowed to leave the estate grounds for more than a day. The only plus was that it had been recently remodeled to have three bedrooms, so each girl could have a bed to themselves.
However as they arrived the girls noticed, that 'recently remodeled' apparently wasn't the whole truth. Sure, it had been re-done, but none of the three of them had been here in a few years. They didn't know their father had been planning a fairly extensive renovation before he died. When he had died, the contractor had worked with the estate planner and, as per instructions, had basically finished it off where it was more or less. Thus lots of bits of the place weren't quite finished. It was sealed against the weather, but...
"Its ugly." Liz sighed. "I thought dad had better taste than this." She sighed and shrugged. "Eh. Whatever. We can remodel it once this is settled. We'll work something out right?" She asked as she stamped through the mud. Of course, one side effect of construction was that the ground around the house was muddy as hell, not that Liz (or any sister) minded. All three of them had a messy kink, and while Liz had shared in the past how much she had it to both of her siblings, the two sisters had been less open (to different degrees) about their own kinks.
Mary also stepped through the mud, looking down and making sure she would step in softer mud. "Its fine. At least its weather proofed." She said. "That counts for something."
Pat sighed. She tried to avoid the mud, but some slipped into her shoes. "But its all muddy out here." She huffed. "The storm front is gonna be bad all week, lets get inside before it starts to pour." Even now bits of rain hit all the girls.
"Well ladies, I'll be in weekly." A man from the drivers seat said. "You have set up for deliveries, and in one month you can all leave much richer."
"Thanks Richard!" Liz said with a wave. Richard was the estate holder, an objective third party in this affair. "Have fun with dads money!" She laughed.
Pat and Mary both sighed at that statement. They might not have agreed on everything, but the two sisters did agree that Liz was far too casual with... Everything.
Either way they walked in. They had arranged things, Liz would get a room close to the front door, Pat would get a room more or less straight in, but a distance away, and Mary would get the newest room, expanded down a long hallway off in a corner. As the girls split up Liz didn't even take off her shoes, tracking mud through the house.
"Can you at least wipe your feet?" Pat huffed.
"Oh, come on, you'll live." Liz snorted as she made sure to drag her shoes across the floor.
Pat gulped some in mild excitement. She was going to be frustrated by Liz the whole time wasn't she?
Mary also was excited, she had revealed that she didn't mind messy stuff to her sisters, but never revealed that she sought it out. One of the things she liked about her girlfriend was how much she was into nasty stuff. That was a big plus.
The girls split up, all three making a point to keep their dirty shoes on, Pat saying something about 'well if you won't clean up, I won't either', and Mary just quietly walking in.
Once they were set up, each having two suitcases for the whole month they reconvened. And found a problem. Liz was back first, looking around. Then Mary, finally Pat. Pat said it first. "So... Where's the bathroom?" She asked looking to Mary. She didn't blame Mary, rather when they were last here, the bathroom was roughly where Mary's hallway was.
Liz blinked. "Dunno." She muttered. "There's no laundry room either. Honestly, the place is a bit under furnished right now."
Mary was quiet when she spoke up. "I mean... I think there's the old outhouse outside. I thought I saw that." She said motioning.
"Oh yeah, lets see your room, that's all new!" Liz hummed as she walked down, the mud mostly tracked off her.
In the corner of the house there was a decently long hallway at an angle to the main house. At the point where this hallway started to curve off, there was a door however. Curious Liz opened it up and took a step down, letting out a 'wah!' as she didn't expect the drop.
It was almost a ten inch drop into a shady muddy patch of dirt which Liz was on her knees in. She paused and laughed. "Hah!" She cackled. "Look at me on my knees already." She laughed. "And nobody here to mount me."
"You ok?" Pat asked.
"M'fine. A little dirt never hurt me. Well aside from getting me all horny." She hummed standing up. "Watch out the first steps a doozy." As she stood up her feet sank into the mud up to her ankles, not that she minded at all. If anything her pussy was a little wet.
The same could be said of the other sisters. Pat stepping out second and sinking ankle deep, and Mary doing the same. "Quite the mud puddle." Mary let out as she lifted up her shoe to look at it, now a shade of brown.
Liz nodded. "Yeah, and its out of the way... Might use this for some fun later." She hummed. "But first the outhouse. I need to shit real bad, that was a long drive here." With that the trio walked away from the house to an outhouse among the trees.
It was in questionable condition, the walls a bit rotten, mud coating the floor and lower door. A decent smell coming from it. Opening the door the smell got much, much stronger. "Whooo!" Liz hummed. "Seems the workmen used this a lot." She said as she walked in. Getting out her phone she shined a light on the interior. Two grimy seats next to each other. No barrier between them. Flies buzzing over each of the two holes. Curious, she walked in and looked down into the two seats, shining a light down each one. There was filth piled halfway up to the seat from the ground. "Hah... Nobody's cleaned this in ages." She said. "Still, its three of us for a month. Maybe if we pee in the woods we can keep it from overflowing." She said as she moved to sit down pulling down her underwear.
"I'll call Rich." Pat said as she got out her phone, and then grumbled. Zero reception. The cabin had wi-fi, but it didn't reach here it seemed. "I'll call when I get back." She had to go too.
Liz didn't close the door, casually patting the other seat. "Come on, room for two. We've seen each other naked and on the toilet before. I can only imagine this month it'll be even worse." She laughed. "Lets share."
Mary took two seconds and nearly skipped up, dropping her shorts and panties, and going to sit.
"I'll wait for you two to finish." Pat said as she closed the door, licking her lips with a hungry arousal.
Liz and Mary got it even worse. All three sisters had a scat kink, as well as a general nasty filth kink. And now with the door closed, even with the poor ventilation a few holes in the walls and floor offered, the two sisters were stewing in the stink.
Liz made it clear how much she liked it. "Mmm. Fuck, I might masturbate in here some time."
Mary gulped some having struggle going while her sister was there. Liz glanced at her. "What? Can't go?" She asked smirking.
"J-just a lil nervous. I'll go sooner or later." She said.
Liz smirked as her thick hips brushed against Mary's hips. "Come on. You find this kinda hot. You mentioned you liked trying dirty things. And this is pretty dirty." She hummed. Both girls could feel some nasty gunk rubbing off on their asses. And, inwardly, both were turned on a lot.
Mary paused. "I-I do a bit..." She muttered. "Its... Kinda hot." She said her hips meeting her sisters. "You're kinda hot... And... Even this." She said taking a breath in, as she did so she let out a loud wet fart. She gasped.
Liz laughed. "Pfft, don't worry, we're in a toilet." She paused and grunted, letting out a wet sloppy fart too. She giggled some, Mary ended up laughing too.
It wasn't much, but the relaxation soon got both of them shitting. All three girls were quite backed up from a long, loooong drive and Mary and Liz let out a big load of shit. Part way through Liz groped Mary's ass. "You have a nice ass there. Pretty thick, work this out and you might match me." She hummed.
Mary let out a moan from the grope. Liz blinked and Mary paused biting her lip. Without saying much she did the first thing that came to her mind. "Your ass is way too big!" She said groping one of Liz's ass cheeks.
Liz was *way* too excited by her own sister groping her ass while they were both shitting. Her nipples easily stood at attention under her shirt, poking through, while her pussy got very, very wet. Mary was excited too, but less so. Liz leaned in and gave Mary a quick kiss on the lips. Before leaning back. "Dad wanted us to get to know each other better but... Mmm." She smirked.
Mary was quiet as, finally, her bowels were voided. Somehow Liz still was shitting a bit though. "I... Look, you can come to my room tonight. We can... Maybe get to know each other more then."
"Brought your favorite toys?" Liz asked.
"I did. You?"
"Fuck yes. I'll be wearing them when I get there." She smirked.
With that Mary got up, pulling up her shorts and panties, before looking around. "Of course... No toilet paper." Taking a moment she pressed her panties into her crack to use them to wipe. She turned to show her dirty ass to Liz. "You like it?" She asked with a smirk.
Liz hummed as she finished up her shitting. "I bet I can do better." She said as she got up and did the same with her underwear, leaving an even dirtier streak.
Mary gulped. "I... I need to go." She said nodding a slight sweat breaking out on her forehead.
While Liz and Mary had been rather... Handsy with each other, Pat listened. The outhouse walls were thick and muffled things, but not *that* much. Enough that she could hear moans being distinct. Each sound got her more and more aroused herself. She was licking her lips and even as the rain began, landing on her decently sized bosom, starting to soak her top through, she didn't mind. Her feet sinking into the mud. She felt the mud slip into her shoes against her socks, soft, wet, cold, and sooo exciting. A part of her was thrilled that there was only this outhouse. More excuses to come out through the mud, and perhaps fall sometimes. Maybe wet herself when she couldn't make it. All of these thoughts raced through her head when Mary got out.
Mary, Liz, and Pat all had their nipples poking through their shirts. Pat was the least visible, but it was still visible. "Alright Pat, you can go whenever." She said. "Share the stinky seat with Liz." She laughed as she walked off feet squelching in the mud.
Pat and Liz both licked their lips at that comment, Mary didn't catch that. However Liz was the one who skipped out. "Sorry, I'm gonna go inside and look for food. We'll see what we have in there. I'm sure you've gotta go bad though, so go ahead girl, drop a big duece." She hummed as she took her time sloshing through the muck while the rain started to get her tits wet.
Pat got into the outhouse and closed the door. She was overwhelmed by the stink. Still standing she realized it was incredibly dark as the clouds and rain killed the light, getting her phone out she looked into the two seats. Out of curiosity as to how full it was, she looked in properly. Not knowing who sat where she noticed that one seat, the one Liz had been on, had a soft wet pile on top that nearly came up to the seat, while the other one, the one Mary had used, was about two feet from overflowing. Thinking for a bit. Pat sat down on the fuller one and relieved herself. She was just as filthy as her sisters, but less public about it. She was excited about this whole being stuck in a cabin without toilets or showers or even washing machines for a month with two girls who, she knew, were also somewhat into these things. "This is gonna be nasty as hell. I love it."
When she was done she went in and saw both of her sisters in the kitchen working at the sink. "Something up?" She asked confused.
"No water." Liz sighed. "Not even kitchen sink water." She muttered annoyed.
Pat walked over, and, naturally, tried to turn the handle too. Nothing happened. "I can't even wash my stupid hands." She grumbled. "I... Fuck it... Whatever. I'm gonna call Rich, we'll work this out, you two make some dinner, and we'll worry about it when Rich gets here."
Frustrated Pat went off and yelled at her phone for a while. Liz and Mary preparing dinner, getting rather handsy with each other as they did so. Finishing up both girls were breathing hard, and sweating some as they had been groping each others rear, tits, crotch, and anything else they wanted to grab.
Smiling Mary hummed. "I... I know that I shouldn't like this but... You're a huge fucking slut Liz." She said as she moved and ground on Liz's thigh.
"Won't your girlfriend mind if you cum to me?" Liz asked.
"Honestly? No. We're pretty open. She's fucked a few other people, I just tried it with one other girl. As long as I tell her, and she me, we can fuck who we like mostly." She nodded. "So... After this, I'll call her and masturbate all over the salacious details." She hummed licking her lips.
"Alright, but food first. Then the fucking." She said humming. "Even if my cunt is soaked." She sighed. "You are such a good fucking girl. I'm happy to have you."
Mary got very quiet there and blushed as finally Pat returned. "Turns out Rich is out for a few days. So we won't hear for him for a bit." She huffed. "So no cleaning up for us, at all. And we can't leave." She sighed.
"Come on Pat." Liz teased. "Whats a little dirt." All three of them had filthy feet, Liz and Mary still in their dirty shoes, while Pat was just in dirty socks right now.
Liz gave Mary a bit of a grope to get her to chime in. After she was groped she let out a little moan and then chimed in. "Y-yeah. Come on. Its like when we were kids. Playin in the mud. W-when this is done we can get this place cleaned and all tidied up. We'll make it nice when done." She chuckled. "Just think of all the money."
Pat sighed and sat down on a couch. "Fine you two. You are... Damn incorrigible." She sighed. "Just... Lemme think."
"Ok dear. Go be boring on your couch. In fact, fuck yo couch." Liz said as she began to set up dinner. "Come on, lets go eat for now."
The three sat down and, somehow, managed to have a normal dinner. With minimal fondling and not too much talk of fetishes, kinks, and sibling fucking. Although there was some of that.
When done Pat decided to retire saying, "I want to look up something. We played in a nearby stream. I wanna see where that is and we can look tomorrow." Which, given the sun was down, and it was pouring out, it would be good to wait for a day to hunt for that.
However once Pat's door was closed Mary and Liz looked at each other. Liz spoke first. "So. You sure you wanna do thi-" She was cut off by her sister coming over and kissing her on the lips.
"Right now... Yes. I'm fuckin set. I'm sober, of clear mind, and I can't help but think of fucking the shit out of you." Mary let out before getting quiet. "I-if you w-want." She muttered.
Liz smirked. "Alright, come on and fuck me." She hummed lifting up her skirt and lowering her panties. "Fuck me until I shit the bed if you have too."
Mary didn't wait long as her mouth was between Liz's legs in seconds, she began to lick hungrily at Mary's pussy lips, seeing how utterly soaked her sister was. After a few minutes she surfaced for some 'air'. "Hahhh." She panted. "You're soaked down there. Even before I started. Someone really got horny."
"C-come on!" Liz panted. "L-lemme see how horny you g-got. I'll eat you out t-too!" She let out between pants and moans. Mary was damn good, and Liz wanted to prove that she was decent too. Thus Mary turned around and, after pulling her shorts down, got her pussy above Liz's face. Liz pulled Mary's hips down and began to voraciously eat out her sister. Mary nearly cumming in a few seconds while she was adjusting to her new facing.
Mary and Liz at each other out for some time. Both girls cumming a few times before finally Mary collapsed in exhaustion. It was earlier than she thought, but Liz had fucked her hard. "F-fuck." She panted as her hips landed on Liz's face with a slight squish. "You're fuckin something."
"You're not too prudish yourself." Liz said when she wormed her mouth off of her sisters cunt. "You did learn something important, valuable, and moral from me... That or how to eat pussy like its a five star buffet."
"Sorry for the mess of your bed." Mary said as she let herself rest for a bit.
"Sorry for what?" Liz teased. "Sorry you didn't make enough. Tell ya what, why don't you piss in my bed and I'll be ready for a second round." Liz and Mary laughed, but Liz was only slightly kidding.
Meanwhile Pat had been having her own fun. She was just as kinky as her siblings, but more... Reserved in revealing it. Only a few people knew about how kinky she could be, and she was on a call with one of them.
It had taken a lot of effort to get the phone set up, but Pat was wriggling her panty clad ass in front of her phone. "Can you see me now honey? See my brown dirty spot? There's no toilet paper, or even paper towels, hell even soap in the house." She said with a mild whine in her voice.
"Your dirty ass looks sexy as hell hun." A voice said back from the phone. Pat's husband was on the very, very short list of people who had even a reasonable idea how kinky Pat could be. And when Pat had mentioned how dirty her ass was gonna get he asked her to show him. He was getting what he wanted. "It reminds me of our second honeymoon. At least the first day."
"I know, but that was only a week and a half, this is a whole month." Ass still facing the camera she began to rub her slit. "Mmm, fuck... I'll either hate it in a month, or be so damn horny I'll just be always masturbating. And god if I'm letting Liz or Mary see that."
"Come on honey relax a little bit." Pats husband said. "I have a feeling they're gonna see you naked and horny before too long. Maybe just break down and do it sometimes. You don't have to do it all the time."
Pat huffed. "I don't have to do it for you too." She said as her fingers pulled away. Before her husband spoke they were back, pressing harder now.
"Alright, alright, I won't push. But, I do want to see that dirty... Butt once."
"Oh, wanna inspect it? Make sure its ok?" She chuckled as she pulled her panties down, revealing her hairy and hairy slit. "Does it pass muster?"
"Nope. Too dry! Gotta cum ten times!"
"Alright, I'm a fucking horn dog, but that's a tad much."
"Nope, better get to it honey." Her husband said as his cock came out, wrapping it in some of her panties. "Otherwise I'll just jerk off into these for you to wear."
Pat laughed. "Fuck, now you're making me want to not do it." She panted. "Well, I'll see what I can do, if I reach nine, you'll have to jerk off into those anyways." She smirked. "And I guess I'll have to wear them when I get home." She teased. She... Maybe, just maybe, she could like this month here. Maybe.
The three Valentine sisters were up for breakfast, Liz, Pat, and Mary oldest-to-youngest in that order. Also the order the awoke in.
Liz was up early and first made breakfast for herself, still in the same skirt and short cut top (as well as muddy socks and shoes) that she had been wearing the day before. Pat awoke in some somewhat sweaty pajama's. Liz prepared breakfast for her, Eggs and bacon, with a glass of milk.
The milk did get Pat to ask, "You know I'm lactose intolerant... Aren't you too?" (Liz had a glass of milk handy).
"Nope." Liz said with a wet fart, she was on her second glass. "Also we only have milk, and soda. No water for now. No working water here, 'member?"
Pat sighed and drank her milk quietly excited for her bowel issues later.
Last came Mary, unchanged from last night, she arrived. Still muddy from her ankles down she smelled of sex, like her siblings. All three of them did. They might have spent the last night masturbating intensely all three turned on by their scenario, their scenario being stuck in a house with effectively zero plumbing for a whole month. And what plumbing they had? A single kitchen sink and dishwasher? No running water. Their toilet was just an outhouse. And all three sisters loved that thought, even if they wouldn't outright say it.
Well... Two of them might not outright say it. One sister did.
Liz got up as she began to make breakfast for Mary. As she was standing at the stove a wet dirty fart blasted out, her skirt hiking up from the wind she passed. "Mmm." She hummed. "Morning Mary, sleep well?"
Mary sniffed the air. That fart had been very, very wet. She sat down. "Y-yeah." She said with a stretch.
Pat quietly drank her milk a bit faster. Silently turned on by Mary's fart, not that she'd say anytime soon.
Liz hummed as she kept cooking. Another fart ripping from her. Liz was thrilled by this. Dairy gave her intense disgusting farts, and some wet sloppy diarhhea. Which, if she didn't release, would fuse together into wet sloppy farts in her underwear. Something she knew from infrequent experience mostly on the bi-annual ice-cream binges, and a little bit too much cheese now and again. Pat had almost the same issue, which she was keenly aware of, especially as she got her second glass of milk. Liz sat down and moved a plate across the table to Mary's spot. Sitting a drinking her milk while Pat got her second glass.
Walking past Liz Pat, unintentionally, let a blast of gas out right by Liz's head. Liz jumped a bit in surprise. Pat said nothing as she filled her glass up again. And Liz had a smile on her lips before she began to drink, letting another fart rip. Her fart was very, very wet. In fact... She was positive if she looked she'd have gotten more than a little mud into her underwear. She didn't care. She was fine with this.
Pat was excited too as she smelled the potent stench. Her sister was such a nasty slut. God. She wasn't gay, but fuck she was turned on. Walking back she held back some gas to release it by Liz's head on purpose. It was foul smelling just like her sisters and Liz was turned on by it.
Mary was quiet. She liked this and all, but it was odd. Everyone was so silent... Well, they weren't talking. "So... Any plans for today?" She asked. Mary wasn't lactose intolerant. So she wasn't going to sound (or smell) like her sisters.
"I was gonna see if we can get some water running." Liz said as she, surprisingly for her, let out a silent but deadly fart. It stewed around her and was her worst smelling one yet. The only thing was only she could smell it. Not that this bothered her, her nipples poking up some in arousal.
"Speaking of running water, I remember a stream nearby-ish to here. I know its raining on and off all day, but if we have no tubs and showers we can go there." Pat said before letting out a very, very wet fart herself. Hers was louder than Liz's. Pat felt something wet hit her dirty underwear from yesterday. And bit her lip. She loved it, and had to hide it.
"Alright." Mary said as she finished her breakfast. "You two say... Wanna go to the bathroom."
"I mean, nah." Liz said before another very wet fart came out and Liz did somewhat mess herself, just able to hold it in. "Ya know what... Changin m'mind." She said getting up.
"I'm fine. I can wait until Liz is done." PAt chuckled as she let out another wet fart, not too much leaked out from her.
As Liz got up and walked out, able to control her steps fairly well, her skirt would fluff up and reveal how brown her ass was. Mary let out a gulp of arousal. Pat looked and had to bite her lip again. Both women loved the view, especially as Liz bent over to adjust her shoes, and fart again. She quickly gave up and ran outside.
When she stepped out the door to the outside she sunk right into the mud outside. Liz had forgotten how messy just using the outhouse was, and that was if you weren't threatening... Or well actively having a code-brown. Speaking of she farted again, wet and sloppy, her panties getting even browner. "Mmm... Fuck." She hummed as she squelched her shoes into the mud. "Thanks dad. This is great." She hummed as fingers went down the front of her panties. She was aiming to use the outhouse... Eventually. For now though? Masturbation. "Fuck... I'm gonna cum so much in this place. No showers? No toilets. One shitty outhouse?" Another wet fart leaked out. Shit bubbled out of her underwear going down her thighs some. And she was thrilled by that the stink getting stronger.
Inside Pat waited a bit, slowly drinking her milk. She was on glass number three. And... Had about as much bowel control as Liz had when she was on glass two. And it was going to get worse. Mary clearly didn't care if she farted, and even Pat had to admit that, well, farting was odd, but as long as it wasn't deliberately fetishized she didn't care. But after a lot of farts, which were getting wetter and wetter, she finally had to ask. "What's taking my slut sister so long?"
"Your slut?" Mary asked without missing a beat. "Well, your husband will be disappointed to find that out." She was kidding.
"You... You know what I mean!" She huffed standing up. As she did her bowels released and gave up. Wet stinky sticky diarrhea leaving her ass. "Ok! I don't care! I'm going out now." She said as she walked off hand to her bottom.
Mary quietly watched her go, seeing her leave behind brown splats on the ground, while noticing slightly drier ones from Liz. "This place is never gonna be clean." She muttered to herself.
Pat went out into the mud outside the door. She stepped into it with a panicked squelch. "D-dammit.." She said as she ripped out a wet fart again. Stepping back in she put on her shoes by the door, ripping another wet fart out, then going back outside and trudging through the mud. Her underwear was filthy, and she was stupid turned on by this, but she couldn't be seen getting off in dirty underwear. Partly why she was waiting for Liz to come back. Maybe some alone time in the outhouse would be nice.
Facing the outhouse she Pat saw Liz only just going in, a hand down her pants. She turned to face Pat as she waded through the mud, shit running down both of their thighs, but much more visible on Liz's thighs. "You gotta shit too?" She asked.
"Lactose intolerant." Pat huffed.
Liz opened the door as she let out wet dirty farts waiting for Pat.
Entering the girls sat next to each other. Liz got the seat with the pile of shit closer to the top, while Pat got the other. And both girls let loose, having pulled their pants (and underwear). They both had to go terribly bad, and shit leaked out of them. Sitting there Liz soon felt shit poking her ass from below. Looking up to look in, her ass sprayed Pat.
"Oh! D-dammit!" Pat huffed as shit sprayed on her. "I know you like gross crap but can you not get it on me!" Pat grumbled.
Liz snorted. "Yeah, you got enough on you, why do you care?"
Pat paused and lifted her rear explosive farts spraying her sister. "Stop it!"
"No!" Liz said as her ass lifted up a bit more, spraying more shit on Pat.
Pat responded in kind, inwardly stupid turned on like her sister was spraying her sister in shit like hell.
Meanwhile Mary looked at the spots on the floor. She walked over to the closest one and sniffed it. It stank, like shit. What a big surprise. She liked it... Putting her hand in the smear she felt the sticky soft muck on her hand. Taking a moment she put her hand onto her breast. "Mmm." She said quietly enjoying this. Looking at the next one she walked over to it... And put her foot in it. Sticky, smelly... She loved it.
She got on all fours and crawled over to the next splat, and then put her chest to the ground letting it smear on her clothes. This was disgusting... And she was thrilled by her. Her pussy was hot, her abdomen heating up. Putting her dirty fingers to her crotch she rubbed herself through her fabric, as she moved to another pile and pushed her hair into it, cumming as she did so. It was hard to say who was the most depraved of all three sisters, but Mary certainly was making her case right now.
Meanwhile Pat and Liz panted. Their violent shits were now sprayed onto each other and they stank. They also were tired because this wasn't a healthy way to operate. "F-fuck..." Pat let out.
"I-I mean if you want I can..." Liz retorted.
"N-no..." Pat said swallowing for a moment to stabilize her breathing. "We're disgusting and filthy like this."
"I mean.." Liz looked at herself and Pat. "Ok... You are right." She said as her breathing settled back to mostly normal.
"We need a wash." She said.
"Subjective... But I sorta agree." Liz let out. "But no showers."
"Yes... But we do have a nearby stream. You remember, we played in it as kids." Pat said. "We can at least get a rinse off."
Liz paused. "Alright... You remember where it is?"
"S-sorta." Pat said. "When we get back we can check our phones and get a map."
Walking back even Pat didn't care as she waded through the eternal mud puddle. Opening the door they saw Mary there smeared in shit.
Pat was quiet. "We're finding that stream now." She said. "Right now."
Mary blinked. "Stream?" She asked.
Liz nodded as she got her sibling and pulled her out of the door into the mud with a splat. "Yep. C'mon." She said as she moved her sister outdoors. "We're cleaning up some."
Pat had been planning on getting her phone, but her and Liz both had a decent memory of where the stream was. More or less. And with how filthy all three sisters were... Well she could trust her memory.
Off they went, going downhill. Pat was most excited to wash up, the filth getting her excited, but she was ready to clean up. Mary was ok with washing up, liking the dirt, but ok with being clean, and Liz was mildly miffed. But she could get dirty again... And couldn't wash her clothes anyways. So what was a little running water.
They went deep into the forest, finding a relative flat land. "IT was near here." Pat said.
Liz glanced. "Some reeds?" She asked spotting them and walking towards them. As she did so her feet broke through some mossy green earth into some mud. "Oooh... Well... There'll be water near here buuut~" She chuckled happy to find the mud.
It seemed there was a swampland here now. Mary walked in after Liz. With a sigh, and a look at her muddy shit smeared shoes, socks, and pants, Pat walked in as well.
"I think you're close though." Liz added on. "For real I remember this kinda flat and some reeds. And a bit of mud... Not this much." She muttered as her shoes sank in deep into a soft creamy spot. "Hah. Might even leave dirtier than we showed up!" She laughed. She said as her leg pulled out of thigh deep mud thickly painted brown.
The three sisters waded to the reeds to find a small stream of water only a few inches deep. Pat sighed and sniffed. "Oh... Dammit." She said as she waded in, the soft earth under the water catching her and sinking her deep.
"C'mon sis." Liz said with a grope of Pat's rear. "How bad is it? You're a bit cleaner now."
Mary paused. "I remember we had a swing near a pool of water. We can head that way."
Pat sighed and looked around. "Well girls... Up or downstream?" She asked.
The looked at each other. After some debate they chose to go downstream, eventually, in a long time, they'd hit a lake. They doubted they'd go that far, but hey.
The girls kept on wading through, finding soft mud everywhere, their shoes soaked. After a bit they ended up in a deeper spot of water. The swamp drained into a mostly clear pool. "There!" Mary said pointing up. From a tree hanging over the pool there was a rope.
"Yeah. Damn." Liz said. "Don't remember the walls being this high." She muttered. There were a few feet of nearly vertical walls around the round pool. More than any of the girls could climb up. Save for their approach through the mud.
"look, at least we found a deeper pool." The water was muddy and somewhat stagnant. Not awful, but hardly the clean pools of their youth. Mary was already stripping off throwing her dirty clothes into the mud.
Liz too stripped, and with a sigh Pat did the same. All girls stripping naked. After a little wading into the mud they went into the fairly deep water. The water wasn't incredibly clean. Rather scummy and gritty, but still they were getting relatively clean. As they floated Liz hummed as she moved to Pat and groped her sister, giving her a nice handy groping and fondling. "Mmm, Sis, you are quite the cute woman."
Pat gasped. "Can you not! I am both related and not at all gay!" She said in shock.
"C'mon. We've shared a filthy outhouse together." She hummed. "And Mary and I have had some fun~" She whispered not *too* quietly.
Mary blushed and turned away.
"We're here for a month. Lets get intimate and personal. Mary, come and feel your sisters tits."
Mary paused and swam over, groping Pat under the water.
"I'm married!" Pat let out as she was groped by both of her sisters.
"And your husband can feel free to fantasize over you domming the shit out of both of us... Or us domming you, whichever her prefers." Liz hummed. "Don't tell me he wouldn't like that really gay threesome."
Pat mumbled some as she had to admit... Her husband had openly fantasized similar scenarios. And she'd be a bit more ashamed to admit he had told her about scenarios where she dominated her sisters, and scenarios where her sisters had dominated her. And she'd be even more ashamed that they had, with mixed success, played out those types of scenario's. And most ashamed that now... She kinda liked it.
"What was that?" Liz asked humming.
"Can you stop trying to fondle me in the pond?" She asked. "Cause its rather distracting. I can't feel the bottom."
Mary paused. "We should... I think her drowning would be bad."
Liz sighed. "You're both boring. But fine then." She muttered as she pulled away. Spinning to face her backside to her sisters, bubbles coming up from under the water. The smell of a fart was clear.
After a few minutes with the worst of the grime Liz stepped out, followed by Mary, and eventually Pat.
As Pat stepped out into the mud, her feet sinking in Liz hummed as she put on her filthy clothes. "Well, its not quite what we remembered but hey." She shrugged as she made sure to stamp into the mud with a splatter, almost sinking up to her knees in the mud with shock. "Ah! B-bit stuck." She muttered as she waded into the muck.
Pat smirked, even as her own feet sank into the mud, putting her dirty shoes on. She didn't rush to help her sister. Thankful that her dripping wet body, which soon was covered in muddy, dirty clothes, was soaking wet to hide her arousal.
When she was dressed Pat began to walk back sinking ankle deep in mud with a few sighs. She wasn't gonna get that clean, feeling her filthy shit smeared clothes rub her skin, she got excited. Her pussy getting damp. She liked this more than she could admit to her siblings... Right.
Mary, and eventually Liz, walked along. Liz flirting with Mary some as they walked back, playing in the mud a bit more than Pat was, but Liz let Pat walk back. The mud itself enough to keep her entertained. Her outfit was filthy and dirty, stinking like hell, all three girls having come here still in their dirty clothes.
Eventually they returned, all three girls tired, mud up to their knees, whether they liked it or not, Their clothes filthy, and them still smelling fairly bad. But they were a bit cleaner overall, although not much.
Liz stretched. "I'm gonna eat then pass the fuck out." She said. "Any objections?" It was a bit early, but they had skipped lunch.
"None here." Mary muttered as she sat down.
"Nothing I can think of." Pat muttered.
Looking around Liz noted that their only plates left were dirty, she said nothing, enjoying any chance for grossness, and chose to make their meals without telling her sisters that little fact, not that they could do much, given they had exactly zero running water. She hummed as she set out a dairy rich meal.
Pat looked at the cheese and glass of milk, and just downed it. She had given up. And at least her husband would have something fun to listen too. After eating she too went to her room, before she did so letting a wet fart rip.
Mary felt let down, her sisters were gonna have all the gross fun, and she wasn't. She'd make her own fun she guessed. Looking at their plates as she cleaned the table she noted the old food, and the stuff in the trash. That... That could be fun.
As Liz walked off to her bedroom her ass was ripping with wet and dirty farts. Her filthy underwear only getting dirtier. And... She was going to keep things getting grosser for herself.
Pat retired to her room and set up her phone call. "Honey." She said when her husband picked up. "I almost got a bath." She set up a camera angle where her lower legs were still caked in mud was all he could see.
"I don't believe you." Her husband said. "You still look filthy."
"I said bath not clean clothes." She said kicking off her shoes and socks revealing her filthy feet."
"Again, doubting. Not complaining though. You look sexy all filthy like that."
Pat smirked as she stripped. "My sisters had quite the grab on me today. Kinda liked it." She muttered as she sat down in front of the laptop her clean underwear hiding a wet rippling fart as her lactose intolerance kicked in.
"Hot, you decided to enjoy it?"
"N-no." She muttered. "Its incestuous and gay, and I'm not gay... I think."
"Honey, I'm not worried about losing you to your own sisters. You can be gay with them. Or bi... Pansexual. Questioning. All of that is good."
Pat grunted as she spread her legs, showing her rear to her husband via webcam. "Honey lets not think about that now, I just want to have a little... Accident before I get rid of this pair." She would be down one more pair of panties. She wouldn't have too many left. Sooner or later she couldn't change them out like this.
Mary hummed as she got a few bits of food left over and slid it down into her bra. Slimy and sticky she liked it. Lying in her bed she loved the feeling against her still grimy skin. It was sticky and sloppy and... She had to have it between her legs. Getting a toy out she looked at the nearby toy. Taking a moment she slid her hands over it, finding some syrup and letting that glide it into her pussy. It wasn't great, but it felt unique. She loved it.
She lead herself to a rather intense and messy orgasm on her bed, and passed out, staining her bed with mud, food and her juices, not even pretending to try and change her clothes.
Liz was still wearing the same filthy outfit from day one. It was now coated in mud, shit, food, and all sorts of things. By the time she closed her door she was letting herself piss her panties. Her room stank, and she was happy that way. Urine running down her thighs she jumped on her bed and ended up leaking out of both her urethrea and ass. "Mmm... Fuck thanks dad. You didn't plan this, but I am just getting so fucking hot from this." She said as she shit her underwear, shit spilling out onto her rather nasty bed. Getting a toy from her playtime with mary, still dirty from that, she slipped it in and used it to hit dirty, happy orgasms, each time making more mess, before passing out after an hour.
Thus, dirty, happy, all three girls passed out. Day two was down, and... They weren't getting any cleaner. If anything they were indulging their filthy desires more and more.
Liz, the older slutty sister. Pat, the reserved middle sister with a secret filth kink, and a husband who just wanted her to let loose. And Mary, the youngest sibling with a nice hard filth kink, a gay girlfriend in a fairly open relationship and a filth kink herself and who had fucked her oldest sister. On day three in their cabin Mary woke up with a wet fart. She grunted and sat up. She could wait to shit, the outhouse was far away.
As she got up and walked to the kitchen her oldest sister was awake already making breakfast on dirty dishes. They didn't have much cookware, and their washing machine, while installed, didn't work. Honestly? Mary didn't care. She was kinda excited to be living this dirty.
Speaking of, Liz stank. Her short skirt, white top, pink panties and nike sneakers all were stained different shades of brown, some mud brown, others shit brown. And she still kept on wearing them, despite the muck sticking to her skin. Mary found herself turned on by the stink of her sibling, not to mention her short skirt flashing her dirty panties now and again. "Morning Mary." Liz hummed as she put down hash browns for her sister, and a glass of milk. Liz farted, her lactose intolerance apparent.
Pat got out, of her room. She was the cleanest of the three siblings. Clean pants, a clean shirt. Although, not that her siblings knew this, but she had the same filthy underwear on as the day she arrived. It's sloppy fabric sticking to her loins and rubbing against them. "Morning Mary, you're up late." She said with a wet fart.
"What you had breakfast already."
"Yeah and two glasses of milk." She said with a shrug.
"I had four." Liz said with a nasty wet fart. "Gonna need to shit soon." She chuckled
Pat looked at her sister and sighed. "Well fine. You can use the outhouse if you like." She said as she poured another glass for herself.
Mary was quiet. "You know Pat, you talk shit about us, but you don't smell much better ya know." She said.
Pat paused. "Well unlike you both I don't have such gross-"
"You shat all over me in the toilet yesterday. Rather than just leave. You aren't clean lil sis." Liz said. "So you can't say much on your third glass of milk." Liz let out a wet sloppy shart. "You know what it does to you. And you keep encouraging it." She said poking Pat's breast.
Pat let out an 'eep' of surprise at the poke, and grunted as her underwear got a nice brown mush dropped in it. "A-alright. God... F-fine. I don't have to like it... But it happens."
Liz smiled as did Mary. "That's better." Mary said. "We're all stuck without a shower or clean clothes for a month. Might as well just accept it."
Liz chuckled. "Next you might even fuck me in my nasty ol bed." She hummed. "Never took off m'clothes, even in there. So its gross as hell~". She said proud of her self.
"Yeah, you're a bit much." Pat said, Mary nodding in silent agreement.
"Well you're both lame." She huffed grumbling.
"Yes, and I'm not gross." Pat muttered.
However Mary took offense. "I am not lame!" She huffed. "I can have fun!" She said as she paused and spread her legs.
"Prove it." Liz chuckled as she ripped a wet fart unashamed.
Mary huffed. "I... Fuckin... I'll..." She muttered as Pat grunted out a wet sloppy fart herself. She loved this... But had trouble expressing that. Her sisters being filthy and nasty like this... Fuck it was hot. She was bad. "You two..." She paused and took some food from the trash can and mushed it in her hands. It was a bit sour, but not too bad. However there was plenty to mush together. Odd pizza crusts and nasty mashed potatoes. Sliding it into her pants she felt the messy mixture mush slide against her clitoris and pussy lips, and loved the feeling. "Ah!" She let out.
Both of her siblings paused in what they were doing. Pat taking a bite, Liz putting their dirty plates in the dry sink. And both girls... Were excited by this display. Their nipples stood up through their shirts, even Pat through her shirt and bra both. (Easier than one might imagine since today's bra was getting a bit worn from being left to be messed up)
Mary looked at Liz. "Well this fun enough for you?" She asked as she Liz just nodded with an aroused gulp. Mary was satisfied as she sat down on a chair and kept on stroking, a squelching noise audible as she kept on working her fingers into her loins.
Pat was quiet as she sipped her milk. Fuck, she loved this too. She wasn't even into girls and this was stupid hot. God, she was gonna be painfully frustrated all day... Maybe she could take a masturbation break before lunch... And maybe after too. Her pussy getting wet with arousal. Her sisters were such filthy freaks. She... She kinda loved it. She had gotten off on incest fiction before... Maybe... Maybe.
Finally Mary came with a loud sigh as she let out a breath she hadn't realized she had been holding. Panting and sweating she gave Liz a look. "I'm a little fun." She said as she pulled her hands out and rubbed them on her shirt.
Liz nodded. "Some. Probably just enough."
Pat grunted as her gut growled. "I gotta go." She said as she got up. "I... Really gotta go." She stepped out.
Liz watched her almost run off, chuckling. "I wonder if she has to go... or is maybe enjoying some things." She smirked as she walked over to Mary's lap and sat down with a mush.
"Dunno... Don't care." Mary muttered as she felt the mush. "I'm... I'm kinda surprised you haven't
Liz paused. "Well, I didn't expect this at all. How's it feel."
"Soft... Mushy. Kinda nice." She said. "I kinda like it. A nice mush in my underwear and... mmm." She hummed as her fingers wormed around in her underwear. "I like it... I might keep it around."
Liz sighed. "Now I kinda wish I wasn't wearing a skirt." She sighed.
Meanwhile Pat hadn't gone far. Immediately outside she found herself both turned on, and in quite an unpleasant situation. Something about her stomach was killing her. And she could barely stand, standing ankle deep in the mud, bowels threatening to explode.
Her arm reached out to the wall of the house as she barely was able to walk. "F-fuck... What did Liz do to my food?" She asked grunting. After a moment she answered, "You know what she did, you drank enough milk to drown a cow. And you're lactose..." She let a wet fart rip into her underwear, a very, very wet fart. "Dammit... Maybe I should listen to the boyfriend." She grumbled as a hand went to her loins to masturbate some. "Fuckin hell." She muttered as she began to wet and soil herself in pain as she walked forwards, each step through the muck a dirty step. Each one driving her to higher arcs of pleasure, before five steps in she just voided her bowels in her pants, and also came. A potent powerful orgasm quaking from head to toe, making her whole body go wild as she fell to her knees in the mud.
"Jesus fuck." She moaned as she ripped ass hard, her pants with a proper brown mess on them. "What... Whats the harm." She muttered. "So what if its gross as shit. And I like it. Even my goddamn husband is saying, 'go be gay and gross.'" Pat muttered as she kept on masturbating, on her knees in the muck. "Maybe he's right." She said as she came a second time, over-stimulation driving her wild as she wet herself once more. Panting she undid her pants button and looked down. Her underwear was disgusting. Smeared in filth and stains, sweat and stink, her love juices on her fingers mixed with slop. Shit was in her crotch, rubbing her taint mostly, before running into her pants as she moved along. "Fine. Ya know what. Fine." She got off her knees and walked in.
Inside Mary had finished breakfast and was looking at her phone while sitting on the couch. Occasionally rocking her hips in some mild excitement, but after cumming she was sweaty and sticky, and not really interested in being horny for a bit.
Liz had just completely shit her panties. Shit all over the floor. She didn't care. Hands stuck down her panties as she lazily masturbated while watching TV. Pat opened the door and walked in.
Mary looked over to the door and saw how nasty Pat was. "Something happen. You are almost as gross as we a-" She was cut off as Pat kissed her on the lips. Needless to say Mary was stunned.
Then Pat went over to Liz and also made out with her older sister. She took her time. When she broke to breathe, after panting for a bit she spoke. "Neither of you will say anything about this to anyone but those of us here right now." She said.
"You sure your husband won't wanna know?" Liz asked still being held by Pat.
"I... I'll tell him later." She said after a moment before grunting as she let out another fart. "Fuck. God fucking... Fuck." She moaned. "But ya know what. You both win. I'm gonna be gross too. And stupid gay just for a bit. Consider it experimentation. I can't promise I'll always be down, but you two can be aggressively gross and gay around me n-" Pat was cut off by a kiss from Liz.
"Want me to eat out your pussy now?" Liz asked smirking.
"My pussy is disgusting." Pat let out.
Liz pulled a dirty hand up to her lips and licked it. "Delicious."
Her phone was buzzing, but she had put it aside. A text appeared.
Text: Just got your message about the water. We didn't install a bathroom, but the dishwasher probably works, just turn on the water pipe under the sink area. It was off just in case something was off
Text: You might need to go under the house, but you girls don't mind some mud right?
The lawyer had just gotten back to them. He had been running a pseudo round robin with texts and phone calls, while not being able to get to the house. Though if he saw Liz and Mary getting under Pat's filthy loins eating her out, well... He'd have quite the nasty sight to see.
After a dirty night of eating out Three sisters stuck together had set a few loose ground rules, at least for now. These rules were set by Pat, a relatively reserved middle sister, who was married to a husband (who was actually fairly ok by his wife getting her freak on as long as she told him the juicy bits). And they were, by and large, approved by her Older sister Liz, a huge slut, who was playing with herself during the short 'meeting' and the younger sister Mary was very, very fine with a few ground rules.
They read as such, 'If someone's door is closed you knock before entering. If it is open you can enter freely, but making a mess is only if its ok with the person inside. No disturbing anyone before breakfast was eaten, and no messing with people while eating without consent. If you film/phone something consent again applied. And... That was most of it.
Pat wanted a few rules, and Liz, the one who cared the least overall, was surprised that was all the laws. However she immediately put them on display as Pat went to her room and closed the door... And passed out.
"Fuck. I see her plan now." Liz muttered. However so did Mary and she also passed out for the night.
Nobody checked their phones for the whole night, too tired and gross to care. Thus it was next morning as Pat grumbled before she realized what had happened. "Good news everybody!" She hummed. "We do have water for the dishwasher."
"What?" Liz huffed eating some breakfast and letting out a wet fart. "That thing works?"
Mary blinked. "I'd kinda like clean dishes. Those'd be nice."
"Also probably a running sink." Pat hummed. "Apparently below the house they must have turned off the water main to the house. So we just need to get under there and find it."
And then the lightning struck. Pat, Liz and Mary all may have let a bit of shit out as it struck somewhere very nearby. Nobody could hear, and, with how foul Liz in particular smelled (although Mary had a decent odor to herself still in the previous day's dirty clothes). After a look to the point of light, out the front door, Pat spoke up. "Well... I mean. Its not like the house isn't grounded."
It was, the girls wouldn't die by lightning, but the rain and wind was another issue. It was pouring out, and the wind was blowing poor trees around, the house would shake in a strong breeze now and again.
Liz seemed the most exited. "Sweet~" She hummed. "Sounds like a fun time under the house today then." She said as she finished some food. "Lets go and get this early then. I mean its not like we'll have a toilet or shower either way." She laughed.
A short while later all three girls went by the front door, down two steps and into a fairly deep puddle. Had all three not been in desperate need of a bath, and hadn't spent a day in the mud already, they would be concerned about how messy the ground was. Still soft and torn up from the incomplete work on the guest house. The overall property had a bit of a tilt to it, from the front of the house, by a simple low fence, to the back just behind the outhouse was a gentle downward slope, save for the low spot around the house, which lead to several inches of water and mud right under each of their steps. The girls sinking into a few inches of water, and a little less soft mud, their shoes vanishing.
Liz got down first, her ass in the air, short skirt coming up high and flashing her dirty underwear as her tits descended into the mud. Mary leaned over and casually ground on her sister. Groping the older siblings rear.
"Do you wanna do that?" Pat asked as she, and the others, were soaked in rain. "Something might live under there."
There was a moment as she pulled up and back out quickly. "Ok Sooo... Ican'tseeanythingunderthere." Liz looked muddy, but also panicked.
Pat hummed and got out a flashlight, waterproof one. Where she got it was a question for another day. She got down and looked around. Several pipes were visible in the mud, but thankfully nothing much aside from water, dirt, and rocks was down there.
All three girls were bent over in the mud, asses in the air, they were looking around. "So uh... Which one is it?" Mary asked biting her lip.
"It should be the one underneath the..." Pat muttered as she looked confused and more confused. "There's none under the main dining room. So uh..." Looking around they identified three pipes with valves on them.
"I guess one each?" Mary asked as she started to crawl under the house. "I get the one to the right."
"One in the center!" Liz hummed.
"Well... Leftwards ho." Pat muttered. And thus they split apart.
Mary had to slosh through the mud, rocks and grime. The first in she was the first to discover two problems. Because this was a modest little crawl-space under the house lots of gunk was on the underside. And her rear end was scraping against it all. "Ah... Damn." She muttered. Meanwhile her chest, while not enormous like Liz's, it was scraping into the water and mud, muck going into her bosom, and pulling on her shirt. The ground was more solid here. It was mostly water, and poor Mary was getting soaked through. As she was already fairly soaked, and hadn't gone to the bathroom this morning she sighed and began to piss, pausing for a bit as she felt that warmth spread throughout her crotch. "Lovely." She let out.
Pat went off to the left, and found a similar scenario. She wasn't as buxom as Liz, but she was comparable in the trunk. And thus her ass scraped on the underside gunk, dirt and debris raining on her. Some spider webs and other muck. She chose to flatten out as she went down, getting her loins in the muck. A hand slipped into her loins as she realized she needed to piss. Given the stagnant standing water she was in she chose to relieve herself now, pissing into her hand, which had been to relieve pressure but... Now was to relieve pleasure.
Liz had the horniest trip. Her ass happily ground on the top, while her tits simultaneously hit the mud. Her top was ruined in seconds. Not like it wasn't already. She relieved herself while plowing ahead, finding that her path to the pipe was blocked by some... Stuff, so she climbed over until her crotch got caught on a rather well worn bump. Needless to say as a horny dirty mess she started to grind on it, moving along as she drove herself to an audible climax.
Not that either sister of hers noticed. While not as horny as their dirtiest older sibling, both were enjoying the muck and grime smearing on them. Their stomachs upset because all three were trying to give themselves the shits.
Liz was the first to both cum and shit. She loved how dirty she was allowed to get, so it was little surprise that she had. Her underwear had long been stained a near permanent brown. She came first, and shit afterwards, still riding the high as she rest in the muck and against the one lump on her loins.
The other two? They didn't quite cum. Their stomachs irritating them wasn't the same turn on it was to their oldest sibling. In fact it slowed them down. Both rested in the gunk a bit tired, wet and cold. Liz got moving first as some rips in her clothes formed from a few days of pure abuse, as well as sharp edge. She reached her pipe and looked it over. There was no handle there. After doing a few loops and feeling it up she moved to the center.
Mary got going second. She hadn't shit herself, although she was soaked in her own urine and muck. One of the things that the flashlight hadn't revealed was the seemingly infinite number of spider webs under the house. "Another one." She let out as the seventh or eighth spiderweb caught in her mouth. She wasn't really keeping track at this point. She sighed and slumped some into the muck as Liz approached.
A moment of lightning lit them up. "Did ya make it?" Liz asked as she got up and close actually touching her sibling.
"No. Did you?"
"Yep. No handle."
"Well shit." Mary grumbled as she looked at her pipe.
"No dear, shit is here." She said groping Mary's rear, which still had a fair bit of food in it from her previous days showing off of how much 'fun' she was.
Mary let out a pleased 'mmmm'. "No, shit is not there." She chuckled. "Its under."
"Oh? Like this?" Liz knew that was a taunt. She didn't mind as she slipped her hands under Mary's waistband and into her dirty pants and underwear. She mushed around a large quantity of muck before she found Mary's asshole. "Is shit here?"
"N-no." Mary let out with a slight twinge of pleasure. "But keep lookin."
Liz was amusing herself as she went deeper. "I think its here. You feel all shitty." Indeed she did, shit smearing on Liz's finger. "And trust me, I know girl-shit."
"I'm certain you might find it. But not with that level of searching."
Liz huffed. That was a challenge. And insult. Another finger slipped in, and then another (it was rather a tight squeeze). However three fingers were fucking Mary's ass soon enough. "Shit is here girl I can feel it."
She was right, Mary hadn't shit yet today, and now she was starting too. "Y-you're right." She grunted. "Shit is there." God this felt good. "My dirty shit." The stimulation and shoving did its work, making her shit and cum in rapid succession.
Liz smirked as she pulled out her dirty fingers (And a handful of crap) and casually smeared it into her own hair. She was enjoying this far too much.
Mary sighed. "That was lovely, but big sis might want us to at least try to look."
"I mean I did my pipe."
"You know what I mean."
"Oh crawl in the mud with the sisters whose ass I just fingered? Certainly." Liz said with her smile practically audible.
The two crawled the remaining distance to the pipe, and... After looking, realized. "Its wood." Liz laughed. "We're groping wood."
Mary pulled back in slight disgust at that. Until she realized the innuendo. It was an old tree branch, used either for something temporary or as a part of the house's foundation. That meant this would not be it.
"I got it!" Pat shouted from the side. A few moments passed. "Its stuck. Can you guys helllllp?"
After a little giggling from the duo they crawled over. Joining the middle sibling. There was a large round handle. And Pat was on her knees in muck. "Its... I'm gonna guess partly rusted shut... Not sure."
"Did you try turning it the other way?" Lis asked as she muscled in making sure to stick her ass in Pat's face.
"Yes I did. That was the second thing I did. Third was try harder." Pat grumbled as she let Liz turn it... There wasn't much.
Mary waited a bit before asking, "Lemme try" and wormed in. Liz put her ass in Pat's face even more, pressing her dirty rear against her sibling as Mary tried.
When Mary had given up Pat moved up. "I was thinking two or three of us can try. Lemme get around back and you two can go to either side. I think it should be left for you." Pat wrapped herself around the pipe, while Liz and Mary each took a side. All three struggled to turn it, but, with a loud 'screeek' and the sound of rushing water and pipes making loud protest noises it worked.
Slowly they made their way out. All three were disgusting. Shit was smeared on all of them. Mud was everywhere, along with older gunk from under the house. Still they had all made it. They walked in, stepping right on a mess Liz had made, Pat letting out a 'hrm' at that. But saying nothing as they looked at the sink.
With dirty hands Pat turned it, and, after some noises, water flowed. "Ladies. We have running water!" On one sink, and a dishwasher. "We can eat on clean plates!"
Liz snorted. "Oh. Clean plates? That's all you're worried about? I figured you'd wanna take a shower in the sink."
Pat grunted as she squatted in place. "I think we know I can be plenty gross." She said as the sound of water hitting fabric was audible. Soon piss began to puddle under her (along with a fair bit of mud, although that was true of all three of them. "Although... Maybe we can have one more ground rule I'm thinking."
Liz and Mary looked at each other. Mary shrugged, plenty willing to hear it out.
"Alright, I'll listen." Liz said.
"Simple one. If you gotta shit we need a few rules. If its your room I don't care. Shit where ya like. However lets try not to shit in the common room."
Liz took a moment to think, but Mary spoke up. "Sounds fine. Can we shit in each others rooms?"
"I... Yeah, if the other is there, same rules from before apply and all that."
Liz sighed. "Fine, fair enough. What about outside and all that?"
Pat kept pissing herself. "If you're outside, well, that's not the common area is it? So I don't really care. Shit where ya wanna." She grunted as she got up. "Obviously I don't mind some piss on the floor." The floor was filthy. Mud, piss and a bit of trash littered it. Why she was setting these rules now was a bit of a mystery.
"I... Fine sure. Pretty harmless. My room can still remain a mess." She shrugged.
"Alright... That's all. Just wanted to keep the dining area clean-ish now that we have a working dishwasher."
"I mean... Do we?" Mary asked. "We should try and load it... Do we even have washer soap?"
There was a pause as Pat opened the dishwasher, and the sink. Luckily they had both of those, somehow. And she started it up. And... After a moment it worked. All three girls let out quiet little happy noises.
With that they retired for a while. Relaxing, sitting around, reading, masturbating (doing a lot of dishes). But by and large staying inside, as, well, outside was a hell of a mess. The storm never fully letting up.
By the late evening all the girls had sore guts, and were ready to shit hard. Amazingly they had held it in, if only partly because of Pat's new rule mixed with the miserable weather.
It was late and Liz approached the door to the outhouse. As she did though she saw her sisters right next to the door as well the door open, the trio looking out, rain loud enough to make it unclear if they were talking.
"The hell are you two doing standing th-" A massive loud crack of thunder was heard, it hurt somewhat. "Close the goddamn door!" She said running over and shutting it.
"The storm is close." Pat let out.
"Terrifyingly close." Mary muttered.
"So? We went out in the rain before? Whats a little water. You afraid you'll clean up?"
"No, we've been following it for a bit. Its overhead right now. That last strike hit in the woods behind the house, couldn't see where, but it couldn't have been much further than the far bank of the creek."
"So what? I assume you both wanna shit right?"
Mary and Pat exchanged looks with each other, then nodded in near unison.
"Then we should just go out as fast as possible, shit in the outhouse and come back. C'mon, follow me, we can go together."
With that she opened the door and stepped out. Immediately she sank halfway up to her knees in mud and dirty water. "Oh... You saw this too."
"That was a part of it." Pat said. "Smaller part, but part."
"Well whatever, lets go, faster we walk... Whatever."
After a moment Pat, then Mary both followed out, sinking right into the muck.
And then something truly rare happened. As they all walked, eyes half trained on the outhouse a lightning bolt struck a tree very close to it, and the tree half exploded and half snapped in half. All three girls went temporarily deaf, partly blind, and had a light shock to their feet. Also, all three no longer needed to shit or piss as they all soiled themselves as fast as their bodies would allow.
Aside from cries of 'crap crap crap' and similar all three ran inside, stumbling in and collapsing on one another.
Liz spoke first, even as she (And her sisters) were still shitting and pissing themselves. "Tonight... We're making an exception to the no shit rule."
Pat sighed, more than a bit woozy and deaf, in the middle of the pile. "Sure... Fuck it. Sound good Mary?"
Mary was on the bottom, and the pressure of her siblings made her leak the most. "Yeah... F-fuck whatever. Who cares. We'll go outside when the storm passes... If its a fuckin week we'll wait."
With that exhausted they all slumped. They would make it to bed, their clothing loaded with fecal matter, but none of them cared. Today was a lot, as were most of the days. And for now they were alive, tired, wet, and nasty.
And tomorrow? Well tomorrow they could survey some random dumbass lightning strike.