[Fiction] Like Mother Like Daughters 1...

[hookedondares]

nice XD update more regularly pleassssse

[javer03]

Great story, you shoul write on a more regurlar basis.....

[Willffa]

Keep them coming can't wait for the next installment.

[interesting]

I have to agree... to my amazement, as I am particularly picky in my stories, I found this one highly interesting, and quite original, in fact.

I hope we have a new installment soon.

[MollySlave]

please write more

[JIMBUK2]

i love this story! please post more parts

[IDareYouTo!]

Originally Posted by IDareYouTo!

With a nervous breath, I picked up the deck to deal the next
round.

TO BE CONTINUED...

When I picked up the cards I had dealt myself, I groaned mentally, it was just
exactly that sort of hand I hate to get in poker! Why? Because it was
not good...and not bad. A good hand gives you something to work with, a bad
hand leaves you cautious in your betting so you don’t risk as much. But this
kind of mixed bag left you unsure whether to bet big or play it safe!

When you’re four fifth plastered, as I have to admit I was that night, it’s even
harder to make a sensible judgement. I remember noticing that I had a jack of
diamonds, and for some reason thinking that was hilarious. Why? Don’t ask
me, I’m sober now and I was drunk then, your guess is as good as mine!

Well, we opened up with modest bets, considering how immodestly dressed
we now were, I matched Jan’s bet and added a little to it, watching Kate for
her reaction to my move. Kate matched mine, and in my drunken state I was
having trouble deciding if that particular expression on her face meant she
did not like her cards, or if it meant she was thinking about peanut butter.

(Hey, I admitted I was almost plastered! You’re lucky I can remember any
thoughts even that sensible!)

The pot grew as the bettering went on, and then Jan folded, and then Kate.
Melissa, Becky, and myself went another two rounds before Mel called it,
and in the show of hands Becky had a straight flush! Lucky bitch!

Rebecca raked in the pot, giggling, and that easily made her the big winner
of the round, and when we compared our winnings and losses I was the
big loser. I groaned as it was time to take off something, and I reluctantly
got up and peeled off my denim shorts and threw them on top of the big
pile of discarded clothing. As I was doing that, Melissa and Janet were in
the process of taking off their bras amid a storm of giggles that sound more
like drunk teens than mature women in their 20s and 30s. Kate likewise
shed her canvas short pants, managing to blush a bit as she did.

I swallowed hard, turned to Becky, and said, “Honey, what’s my forfeit?”\

Giggling hard, Becky said, “OK, Mommy, you can either take off another
items of closing-I mean clothing of itm-items of clothing!” she finally
managed in her inebriated state. “Or...”

“Or...” I said, blearily staring at her face.

“Or you can stand up in your chair and sing ‘Old MacDonald’! Just one
verse, but if you make any mistakes you have to take off something!”

“I can’t sing!” I managed to say, fairly clearly. Terror filled me, and the
adrenaline allowed me to focus a bit. I’ve always been terrified of singing
in front of others, since I was a little girl.

“That’s fine,” Kate laughed. “Just take off something instead!”

I looked down at myself, I was down to my panties and bra! I told myself
I had to do it, but then I pictured myself trying to sing in front of my
daughters and my heart rate went up, even with my loving girls my terror
was overwhelming. I thought, and thought, and then with a sigh I reached
behind me and took off my bra, letting my boobs out and throwing the item
onto the now-large pile of discarded feminine clothing!

“Wow!” Janet said. “You really ARE scared of singing!”

“Oh shut up,” I ordered her, and handed the deck to Kate.

“Deal the cards!” I ordered my daughter, and sighed. It suddenly struck me
that ALL FIVE of us were now wearing nothing but panties!

TO BE CONTINUED...

[Willffa]

Can't wait for the next installment keep writing.

[dielinda10]

keep on going....


I love this story

[JIMBUK2]

this story is great. please go on

[tahira993]

The incest theme seems to pop up a lot in these stories.

[Sweet270]

Incest somehow makes everything exciting in these stories.
So the more incest the better Haha!

[interesting]

Bear in mind one thing: most stories around here revolve around taboos and interdictions, and breaking or bending them. So themes like this are bound to arise.

The question is not wether we approve of this behaviour but how it is represented in a story of fiction.

Check the mature section if you really want to see some of the nasty themes that authors have come up with.

This is vanilla compared to those stories.

And it is a nice story, although that last part didn't quite live up to the previous ones - I can't really say why. Am still looking forward to the next, though.

[IDareYouTo!]

Originally Posted by interesting

And it is a nice story,

Thank you.

although that last part didn't quite live up to the previous ones - I can't really say why. Am still looking forward to the next, though.

Probably because nothng much happened in it. It was a transition, nobody really did anything. But it left all the ladies equally prepared for the final hand, and facing a dilemma about their own rules.

[Demon Thief]

I have been reading this for a while now, and I must say it's pretty entertaining.