I met Jane, my future MiL, for the first time, three days before my marriage to Sophie. That is I met her as my future MiL, three days before the wedding. What I didn't realise until I picked her up at the airport, after her flight from Spain where she'd been living with her latest boyfriend for 3 years, was that I'd met her before. Not only had I met her, but I knew her, shall we say, intimately. You're probably thinking you must have known her name and seen photos of her. Of course I knew her name, but she'd been married twice, her surname when I knew her was different to Sophie's and Jane isn't an uncommon name. I'd seen pictures of her on Sophie's phone, her hair short and blond, whereas before it had been long and brown and she looked completely different. She had seen photos of me and, perhaps understandably, said nothing to her daughter and by the time we got engaged it was too late to suddenly say she knew me. Sophie had intended to come with me, but the flight times had changed and she had a dress fitting. I held a piece of card with Jane's name on it, looking for likely women as the passengers came through arrivals. It wasn't until she came up to me and spoke that I recognised her and then it was her voice. It's difficult to describe the feelings I had as I realised who she was. The last time I'd seen her was about 5 years previously. I'd have been 21 years old and she'd have been 40 or 41 years old. I managed to say how nice it was to see her again, she unexpectedly, kissed me, not on the cheek, but full on the mouth. I felt her tongue briefly flirting with mine, and my cock stirring before I managed to break free and offer to take her case. The image in my mind of the last time I'd seen her did nothing to to help, as we walked to the car park. That last time she had been naked - she usually was. Great body, fantastic tits, smoothly shaved, remarkably tight cunt considering how many guys had, to my knowledge, fucked her in the 5 or 6 months I'd known her. I had fucked her 25 or 30 times, she was into threesomes and group sex, and that last time had been no different. There were four of us, all attempting, with her encouragement, to fuck her at the same time. My mate had his cock in her cunt fucking her. The other two were fucking her mouth, in turn, sometimes briefly squeezing both their pricks in her mouth at the same time. I remember it well because I had my cock up her arse, the first woman who'd allowed me to arse fuck her. The second, incidentally was Sophie. It was obvious who her daughter has inherited her love of sex from, threesomes, Anal sex, DP's. By the time we reached the car I had a raging hard on, she he could hardly miss seeing, as we got in the car. “I can see you're pleased to see me” she smiled, reaching over and running her nails up my thigh. I removed her hand from my leg, told her to put on her seat belt, started the car and drove out of the car park. We probably got no more than 2 or 3 miles before her hand was back on my leg. I pushed it away, she put it straight back, and gave my hard cock a squeeze. I reminded her I was going to marry her daughter in 3 days. She said I was still single so it would be OK. She pulled the zip down, her hand delving inside my jeans, rubbing my cock. She undid her seat belt, leaning over to undo my jeans. I tried to push her away, and steer, she eventually succeeded in extracting my cock, lowered her head and began to suck me off. By then my cock was in charge, and nothing was going to stop me. I knew there was a turning coming up and turned off on to a “B” road slightly less busy. She raised her head, looked out the window, “Find somewhere we can fuck” she told me before resuming sucking my cock. About a mile further on I saw a lay by, pulled in and parked next to the gateway to a field about 50 yards behind a lorry. She was out or the car almost before I'd stopped, and hurried into the field. I followed, only a few seconds behind, in time to see her pulling the dress off over her head. She wasn't wearing a bra, nothing new there, her tits looked just as firm and pert as I remembered, jiggling as she bent to slip her panties off. She looked good for 46 years old. Her pussy still shaved, the only difference a clit piercing and an all over tan. She obviously spent a lot of time in the sun naked. She picked up her clothes, grabbed my arm, dragged me about 20 yards to some long grass, my cock still sticking out hard. I hung on to my jeans to stop them falling down. She lay on the grass, spread her legs. I noticed that even her cunt was evenly tanned as she began fingering herself, urging me to hurry, get my clothes off and fuck her. Laid on the grass, legs open, her cunt wet, darkly tanned pussy lips, contrasting with the pink fuck hole winking at me each time she pushed her fingers in and out. I just had to fuck her. Wouldn't you? I got between her legs, she reach for my erection, pulled me closer and guided my prick into her cock hungry cunt. I have no idea how many guys have fucked her, I can only guess that in close to 30 years it must be hundreds, yet her cunt was still tight, her muscle control impressive. I slid my cock into her, she wrapped her legs around me and I started to fuck her. Each time I pulled out she tightened her legs and drew me back in. Her cunt muscles gripped my cock, almost miking it. She demanded to be fucked harder, getting louder and more demanding each time I thrust into her. I was fucking her furiously, my cock pounding in and out when she began moaning loudly that she was cumming. She climaxed, her cunt contracting in spasms, practically sucking the spunk from my cock when I shot my load moments later. “I'm going to enjoy having you as my Son in Law” she told me as we dressed.. We continued the journey, not saying much, me thinking about her remark, wondering if I should go ahead with the wedding. I thought about who else had fucked her and knew that I'd fucked her too. There were about six guys, I could think of, five had moved away andI no longer had any contact with and they didn't know Sophie. The other was Tony, my best man. I could trust him to keep quiet, provided I warned him first and asked him and Jane to pretend they hadn't met before. They were both happy to go along with it. Sophie was waiting at home, having returned from having final adjustments made to her dress. She was pleased to see her mother, catching up and of course introducing me properly. About twenty of us, including Tony, who I'd managed to contact and warn, went out for a meal that night. Tony agreed to see Jane back to the hotel she was staying at and thankfully kept her occupied, apparently fucking her numerous times before the wedding. The plan seemed to be working. I didn't see her again until the day of the wedding. The wedding was at a country hotel, we had a suite each to get ready in. Sophie was in hers, in the opposite wing to mine doing whatever girls do before a wedding. I was in mine with Tony and a couple of guys watching Sport on TV. I'd showered, sitting on the bed in a dressing gown. There was a knock on the door, Tony opened it to find Jane. She looked sexy in a summery wrap dress, showing plenty of cleavage. She invited herself in, showing an expanse of shapely, stocking clad leg as she walked across the room. She said she wanted a private chat with me and asked the others to leave. They filed out, she locked the door after them, turned off the TV. She unfastened her dress and shrugged it off. “For fuck sake Jane. I'm marrying your daughter in a couple of hours” I pleaded, sounding unconvincing even to myself. “Plenty of time then” She giggled, as she unfastened her bra, releasing her tits, bending to remove her panties. My cock did what a cock will always do when confronted by a naked female. Already stiffening, my prick got fully erect and became a conscience free zone. Just wearing stockings, suspenders and heels she approached the bed. Her beautiful tits bouncing slightly, sexy upturned nipples hard, a thin gold chain dangling from her clit ring, the attached pearls, swinging against her pussy. She stopped by the bed, legs slightly apart, revealing her pink wet cunt as I undid my dressing gown. My cock was already seeping precum. She climbed onto the bed took my cock in her mouth, slowly lowering her head, sucking and swallowing until my cock was in her throat, my balls against her face. She deepthroated me for a minute or two, using all her skills to excite without making me cum. She slowly raised her head, my cock slipped from between her lips. She held it steady, straddled me and lowered her self onto my cock. Once again I experienced that irresistible sensation of my cock sliding into her amazingly tight pussy and her incredible cunt muscles start to do their thing as she began to ride me. Years of experience, a cunt probably penetrated by hundreds of cocks, she fucked me, almost bringing me to climax, then stopping, timing it so that we both came together. She lay on top of me, holding my cock in her cunt, squeezing cum out of my softening prick until it slipped from her hole. She kissed me as she climbed off, then dressed. She unlocked the door, calling that she'd see me at the wedding as she left. The wedding went great. I was a bit nervous sitting in close proximity to her at the reception and dancing with her later, but she was on her best behaviour. Plenty of young guys to distract her probably helped and I noticed her disappearing with at least two different men during the course of the evening. I felt a bit guilty later that night, fucking both mother and daughter within 8 or 9 hours, but I was confident my secret was safe. We saw Jane briefly the next morning before we left on our honeymoon and she'd gone back to Spain by the time we returned. That, however is not the end of the story!!!!!!!! We had exchanged mobile numbers and she started sexting me about three weeks later. I responded, but said texts were to risky and set up an new email. She used that, just sending an innocuous text when she'd sent an email and we could chat. She gave me the password to her cloud account where she uploaded very explicit pictures of herself. Sometimes they'd be open leg shots of her using vibrators and dildo's or with large objects in her cunt or arse. More often they were shots of her being fucked by different men, often more than one, taking cocks in her mouth, cunt and arse. Sometimes a couple of weeks would pass, sometimes several weeks, but whenever there were new pictures or sometimes video clips she'd send an email to tell me to look, saying she was looking forward to me doing the same and fucking her again. I always carefully deleted the texts and emails. Meanwhile Sophie and I carried on as before we'd married, going to parties, swapping with other couples or parties where men outnumbered women and she'd enjoy being fucked by several guys. Sometimes she'd go out with the girls, pick up a guy and tell me all about it later. She visited Jane for 10 days, told me about parties she'd been to, the guys who fucked her. Jane had been with her, but they'd always gone to different bedrooms, or one indoors the other outdoors, sometimes ending up at completely different villas. Earlier this year Sophie told me that Jane was leaving her boyfriend, returning to the UK and had asked if she could stay with us until she found a job and place of her own. I couldn't think of a really convincing reason to object. Although Sophie has seen me fucking other women, telling her I'd shagged her Mum, didn't seem a good idea. Jane moved in and is still with us. She'd only been back in the country about an hour before I fucked her, in the car, in the same lay-by, on the way home from the airport. She's inventive, filthy, freely admits she loves cock, often describes herself as being a Slut and has proved it with me and numerous others. I'll post again, if you're interested in finding out whether or not Sophie has discovered I've been fucking her mother.