Husband Finds Wife’s Sex Tape Part – 3

Larry hooked his fingers into the waistband of her skirt and tugged them down off her hips. She lifted her butt off the bed so he could peel the back off her ass. He rolled the skirt down her legs and off her ankles until she was in her panties.

“I have to go. We’re going to have drinks then I’m going home.”


“Can you drive?”

The older man took off his boxers and crawled back on the bed, kneeling next to her head. His cock jutting out in front of him from a tangle of gray pubic hair. He grabbed it and pointed it down at her mouth. She happily sucked from the head, then took it out for a moment to say, “I’ll take the train.”

He put it back in her mouth.

Larry heard her husband on the phone say something. She took his cock out and said, “Okay, maybe when I get home,” then put him back in her mouth. Larry was very excited. He loved this side of her. He wished he could film her being this dirty, but she probably wouldn’t agree to it.

Her husband said something again.

“Oh, I’m, sucking on a lolly,” she smiled at Larry. “I have to go.”

This time he heard her husband. “Okay, baby, I’ll see you later.”

“Bye,” she mumbled, mouth full of cock.

Larry almost laughed hard, restraining himself until she hung up. “You are incredible. My goodness.”

He reached down and palmed her left tit, gently squeezing the soft flesh, while pushing half his cock into her mouth. His cockhead poked the inside of her cheek, making the side of her face bulge out. He did this for a few minutes and then climbed off the bed and told her to take off her panties while he filmed her. She did, exposing her freshly shaved pubic mound with a little patch of dark hair on top of the vulva. She slid the panties down her legs and off her feet.

As she did this, he recorded her and stroked his cock. “Gorgeous,” he said. Then placed the camera up on a tripod and pointed it at the bed.

“Lay on your back,” he ordered her.

Lauren did as he told her. He climbed on top of her, face-to-face, lining up their crotches. They kissed, locking their mouths while rolling around on the bed until she was sitting on his legs, crushing his cock with her butt. Then he flipped her on her back, pinning her arms over her head.

“Okay, you win,” she smiled sweetly.

Larry violent spread her thighs open.

Lauren gasped, aroused. Something fleshy but heavy as a hammer smacked on top of her pussy. He rubbed it up and down her labias, creating delicious friction.

“Oh..oh…ah…yes..oooh” Lauren stammered, feeling her clit swelling. “aaaaaah, that feels so good, put it in.”

The older man aligned his cock for a swift, firm entrance. She reached up to his face and drew it down to her mouth, planting kisses on his lips. Their tongues entwined as he penetrated her.

Lauren moaned, closing her eyes.

“You’re so damn wet,” Larry said, stroking deeper.

“Aawwww, mmmmm,” she cried, her face twisting with pleasure.

He felt every big, delicious inch stretching her vaginal walls open. It was wonderful. He went deeper, stimulating nerves near her cervix that had never felt a warm cock before. She covered her mouth with her hand to muffle her whorish cries, like she did at home so the kids wouldn’t hear. He plied her hand off her mouth and with a manly grunt, Larry plunged everything into her with the force of a battering ram.

“AAAAAAAAAAAH!” she screamed. The powerful thrust produced a meaty smacking sound. Her entire body shuddered underneath him.

He rammed into her again.


He didn’t. He went slow and hard, pacing himself to not tire. After a few minutes, she started to pant. Her wet body was like a plank, tense, then all the sudden she slackened like she was floating on water. She had happy tears in her eyes. She had cum.

“We haven’t even started yet,” Larry said. The bed shook faster. Her boobs rose and fell like ocean waves. Lauren threw her head back into the bed, feeling her vaginal walls going into more contractions, clenching the powerful shaft with an intense grip.

“You like it, you fucking whore?”

“Oh, daddy, yes!”

“Your husband ever fuck like this?”


Without pulling out of her pussy, Larry transitioned her from missionary into cowgirl. All the sudden she was on top of him, riding his cock, with his hands on her hips. He glanced over at the camera to make sure the tripod hadn’t tilted over. It happened to him before. It was still standing, recording everything happening on the bed.

Lauren’s swollen breasts bounced as she moved her hips. Her breath came in big gulps. Her pussy clenched again, tighter than ever, chocking it. Her dark blonde hair fell across her face. He liked her better as a brunette with the long, sleek hair falling down her back. He would have loved to fuck that Lauren. She started whimpering, her hips slowing down. He smacked her ass and told her to keep going.

“Faster!” he said.

“Yes, daddy!”

“Come on, faster!”

“Daddy, please!”

“DO IT!”

She screamed as she rolled her hips like she was riding a galloping horse. Her ass lifted off his legs then crashed back down.

“FASTER!” Larry swatted her ass.

“ARGH!” Lauren cried with anguish.

He smacked her ass again. “FASTER!”





“AAAAAAAAAHH! I’M CCCUUUMMMMIIINNNGGG…” she screamed, bouncing on his dick.

He transitioned into another position. This time pulling out of her and rolling off the bed. He grabbed the camera from the tripod and positioned Lauren on the bed on all fours.

It was early morning. Jake was still in his study watching the video on the laptop.

When Jake first met Lauren, she was a division I college athlete with an athlete’s body. She had a runner’s ass; two meaty globes, hard as a rock. Over the years her backside had lost that firmness. It was now marked with stretch marks and a little cellulite, but her ass was still round and shapely. He loved watching the way it jiggled when he fucked her from behind. It was a hell of a sight. And that’s what Jake saw. Lauren’s ass filling the screen and just a little below that, Larry’s cock sawed in and out of her pussy.

“Yes, yes, YES!” she cried, taking it.

Jake shuddered. He had a good view. Her labias were clamped around the thick shaft as it drove it into her repeatedly.

“Oh, fuck, you’re fucking me so good! FUCK!” she cried.

The excitement in her voice was palpable. She was close to yet another orgasm.


The afternoon sun came in from the window and glared on the laptop screen.

Jake heard wet sloppy sounds. Larry’s cock was sliding into Lauren’s juices. The old man’s thrusts came to a sudden halt. He was breathing hard. Lauren sounded equally out of breath. The bed they were on was in disarray. He saw her clothes piled on the floor and her fists clenching the sheets.

Larry pumped his hips twice, hard, slamming his stomach into Lauren’s ass with enough force to slam the headboard against the wall. Lauren whimpered under the first powerful thrust, then squealed on the second.

“Did you just cum inside me?” she asked, breathless.

Larry said nothing. He pulled back his hips, dragging most of his organ out of her, but Lauren’s labias clung to his cockhead like they didn’t want to let go of it. Larry had to give it a hard yank to uncouple it from her sex and pull out. Lauren moaned sweetly as it withdrew.

The old man zoomed in. Jake cursed his life as he saw his wife’s pussy glistening with another man’s milk.

“And I’m done with you yet,” Larry said. He flipped her on her back again and slid back inside her.

Jake turned his head, unable to watch but also unable to stop the video. He heard Lauren’s feminine cries. He heard Larry grunting along with her. He heard the bed rocking. He heard the unmistakable sounds of sucking. He heard wet slurping, chocking, gagging. He heard meaty thumps. He heard wet smacking sounds. He heard her whimpering like she was in pain but saying, ‘don’t’ stop!’ He heard him snarling like an animal, saying things like, ‘take it, baby, take it!”

Sometimes the laptop went quit for a few moments, but the noises would quickly start up again. The last thing he heard before putting on his headphones to drown out their sex orchestra was Lauren crying out, “I’m cumming again!”

Jake bunched his hand into a fist.

“I’m going to kill them,” he seethed with an erection in his pants.