Fiona and Charlotte were snuggled up in bed together, basking in the soothing waves of their post orgasmic sixty-nine. The teenager had her head tucked into her mother with a hand resting on one her mature breasts.
"What's it like losing your virginity, mum?"
"Don't expect it to be anything like the Sybian, but make sure it's with the right person, Charlotte, because you'll remember it forever."
"How was your first time? Was it good?"
"It was incredible, but also wrong for so many reasons."
"Why? Who was he? How old were you?"
"Barely eighteen."
"Will you tell me about it?"
"You want to hear about the time your mother lost her virginity?" Fiona chuckled.
"Hell yeah, I do! Please, mum." The teenager began to softly caress her mother's breast.
"Well, his name was Jimmy, and he was forty-seven."
"Whoa! Really?"
"Yes. He was also a close friend of your grandfathers."
"Jeez, mum, that's kind of hot. How did it happen?"
"I was a bridesmaid at a wedding. Jimmy was there and he'd been hitting on me all night. I knew from conversations I'd overheard your grandparents having about him, to know Jimmy was a bit of lady's man. A womaniser."
"Did grandma and grandad ever find out?"
"No. When everybody was drunk and dancing, Jimmy asked me for a dance. I said yes. He was a very handsome man and he quickly got inside my head. As we moved around together, we ended up in a dark corner of the dance floor. He knew what he was doing. I was putty in his hands."
"Because you were only eighteen?" Charlotte was aroused, gently playing with her mother's nipple. Fiona sighed under her daughter's touch and continued.
"He loved my eyes, so he said, and as we danced, he started rubbing my arse and telling me how beautiful I was. I lapped it up because I'd been drinking, then he kissed me without first checking if it was ok."
"Wow. I wish a hot guy would kiss me like that. Did anybody see you?"
"If they did, they never said anything. I was embarrassed but turned on. I remember Jimmy's smile when he pulled me off the dance floor for a drink, before whisking me off upstairs to his hotel room."
"Did he ask that time?" Charlotte excitedly rubbed her legs together beneath the duvet and rolled her mother's stiff nipple.
"Not that I remember. Before I knew it, I was standing before him in my bridesmaid dress inside his hotel room. We started kissing again and that's when he got very handsy with me."
"What was your dress like? I bet you looked stunning."
"It was a knee length, pink formal dress. It wasn't specific for a bridesmaid. I still have it safely stored in the loft with my wedding dress. I'll bring it down so you can try it on one day. You could even wear it to a future wedding or your college prom."
"I'd love that. I'd love to wear your bridesmaid dress, like you did."
"You can. It has a zip up back and a built-in padded bra."
"That's handy. I'll need it for my little tits," Charlotte laughed.
"Oh, stop it. Your breasts are fine. You're still growing, sweetie."
"I hope so. What happened once you were in Jimmy's room?"
While Charlotte moved her hand back and forth across her mother's chest, softly caressing her breasts and nipples, Fiona continued the story and became aroused herself.
"Jimmy slowly undressed me while we kissed."
"I bet he was hard," Charlotte giggled, picturing the scene.
"He was. I unzipped his fly and slipped my hand inside to feel it."
"Is Jimmy the biggest you've ever had?"
