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Vincent opened the front door and on the other side stood his ex wife, Monica Bellucci. As usual the 56-year-old looked incredibly sexy and stylish in a low cut, form-fitting red dress. She was clearly planning on staying for a while because she had two large suitcases with her
“Thank you for coming,” he said.
“I’m only doing this for Deva. Where is she?”
“Upstairs, in my room.”
Monica immediately stepped inside, pushing past Vincent.
“You take care of my suitcases,” was all she said before going upstairs.
Monica entered Vincent’s room. Her daughter lay on the large bed, wearing a loosely fitting nightgown, hands on her massive baby bump. Deva was nine months pregnant and could give birth any day now. Monica sat down on the edge of the bed.
“Mom!” she said enthusiastically, then carefully sat up.
Monica sighed and shook her head. “I can’t believe you let yourself get knocked up, by your own father no less. I thought I raised you better than that.”
“I’m sorry I had sex with him.”
“Oh, I don’t care about that part. What I meant was that I thought you’d be smart enough to use protection, especially when fucking your own father.”
“I’m sorry, mom. I was too excited to think about it.”
Monica then put an arm around Deva and pulled her close. “It’s okay, honey. I know how hard it is to resist your father’s incredible cock. But he should’ve known better as well. I’ll talk to him, make sure he starts using condoms once your pregnancy is over.”
“So you don’t mind me sleeping with daddy?”
Before Monica could answer, Vincent entered the room, carrying both of Monica’s massive suitcases.
“Which room do you want to stay in?” he asked Monica.
She looked over at Deva and winked. “This one will do nicely,” she then answered.
“This one? Are you sure?”
“Don’t pretend like this isn’t exactly what you want, Vincent; getting to share a bed with both your hot ex wife, and your even hotter daughter.”
To emphasize her words, Monica leaned in and gave Deva a deep, passionate kiss on the mouth. Watching mother and daughter make out immediately made Vincent rock hard. Seeing his bulging pants, Monica got up and walked over to him. While standing in front of him, she turned her back toward him. She pulled her long black hair to one side, making him notice the long zipper that ran down the back of her red dress.
“Undress me,” she said to Vincent.
He didn’t hesitate for a moment before taking hold of the zipper and pulling it all the way down to her tailbone. Nothing but bare skin appeared from behind the zipper, making it clear that the beautiful, mature woman wasn’t wearing anything underneath the dress. Monica smiled at Deva, who watched with bated breath as her father stripped her mother of her dress. Once the dress dropped to the floor, Monica was left fully nude. From behind, Vincent eagerly groped his ex wife’s big tits while grinding his bulging crotch against her bare ass.
“Hey Deva, want to watch your parents fuck?” Monica asked with a grin on her face.
“I don’t just want to watch, mom.”
“Then get over here,” Monica said while beckoning her daughter over.
Deva got up from the bed. While standing in front of her parents, she grabbed the bottom of her nightgown and took it off, baring her pregnant, 16-year-old body. Deva pushed her naked body against her mother’s equally naked body, making both of them gasp in pleasure. Monica bit her lower lip in excitement as she ran a hand over her daughter’s pregnant belly, then slipped it between the girl’s legs. Deva began panting when she felt her mother’s fingers touching her clit.
“Oh, baby girl. You’re so hot. I’ve tried to resist this urge for years, but I don’t think I can anymore.”
“Mmmh! Just do it, mommy! Fuck me!”
Deva moaned loudly when she felt two of her mother’s long, soft fingers push their way inside her wet pussy. Having her own mother’s fingers inside of her felt incredibly wrong, yet also incredibly arousing. Monica began pumping her fingers in and out, finger fucking her own daughter, making the girl scream in pleasure. Deva quickly grabbed hold of her mother’s shoulders and held on tight as she was barely able to keep standing.
“Oh, mommy! Yes! YES! MOMMY!”
“That’s it, my sweet little Deva. Scream for mommy while I fuck your pregnant little cunt.” While keeping her fingers buried deep in her daughter’s slit, Monica pushed Deva onto the bed and lay down on top of her. She continued to eagerly finger her daughter. “I have fantasized about this since you were barely 2 years old, just like Amazonie was. Tina and I actually met up behind your father’s back and exchanged dark, twisted fantasies we had about our daughters. Oh, and we also slept together.”
“What!?” Vincent reacted while he stood next to the bed, stroking his cock to the sight of his ex wife finger fucking their daughter.
“Yes Vincent, your wife was having an affair with your ex wife. She was so young and hot, and she called me mommy while we fucked. She told me about all the demented things she wanted to do to little Amazonie. It was utterly disgusting, but it turned me on so much. She got me to imagine doing the same things to my own daughters.”
Vincent couldn’t just watch anymore. He stripped naked, then also climbed onto the bed. Sitting on his knees behind Monica, he shoved his hard cock deep into her drenched pussy. He immediately began fucking her hard. Having Monica fuck Deva at the same time made this the most exciting sex Vincent had ever had with his ex wife.
“Oh yes!” Monica yelled ecstatically. “Oh Deva! Your father’s cock is still the best cock I’ve ever had. It makes me so fucking horny! It makes me want to…”
Deva gasped when she suddenly felt her mother’s fingers slam against her cervix. She clenched her teeth as Monica didn’t stop pushing.
“Mom!? What are you doing?”
“I can feel how far you’re already dilated. I bet I could just…”
Deva let out a scream when her mother’s fingers pierced her cervix. There immediately came a gush of fluids pouring out of Deva’s pussy, as Monica’s nails cut through the membrane of the amniotic sac containing the fetus.
“I think your water just broke, honey,” Monica said with a smirk while holding up her hand, which was covered in amniotic fluid.
Deva grabbed her belly as she suddenly started getting severe contractions. “AAH! Fuck! It hurts!”
“Giving birth always does.”
“I didn’t know it’d be this bad!” Deva said with tears streaming down her face. “I don’t want to have a baby anymore!”
“It’s too late now, Deva.”
Deva arched her back and screamed in agony as the contractions got even worse. Instinctively, Deva spread her legs while going into labor. Monica put her hand between her daughter’s legs again and began rubbing the girl’s clit, making Deva experience a strange feeling of incredible pain mixed with incredible pleasure.
“Yes mommy! YES! You’re gonna make me cum while giving birth!’
“That’s the idea, baby. Go on, push!”
Deva shrieked. She felt her cervix and vagina stretch, to the point of them starting to tear, while the fetus began passing through.
“AAAH! My insides feel like they’re being torn apart!”
Monica looked down and saw the alarming amount of blood pouring out of Deva’s pussy. “That’s because they are, honey. Childbirth can be extremely violent. It might rip a woman’s body apart. I’m sorry, Deva. I don’t think you’re going to survive this.”
“I’m scared, mommy. I don’t want to—AAAH!”
“Keep pushing. I can see the head.”
Deva screamed and sobbed, but there was no way back. She had no choice but to force the baby out of her pussy. There was the sound of tearing flesh as the entrance of her vagina got ripped open by the fetus’ head. Even more blood flowed out of her young body. Deva felt herself getting weaker and weaker. She knew she was dying.
Vincent, who was still fucking Monica from behind, felt his knees getting wet. He looked down and only then noticed how the bed was getting soaked with Deva’s blood.
“She’s losing too much blood,” he said to Monica. “We need to go to a hospital.”
“No! Not unless you want everyone to know you knocked up your own daughter.”
“I don’t care. I don’t want to lose another daughter.”
“D-Daddy…” Deva said weakly. “It’s okay. Just take care of our baby when I’m gone.”
With her last bit of strength, Deva uttered another loud scream as she gave one final push. The baby landed on the blood-soaked bed in between her legs. Vincent immediately came when he saw that. With his cock deep inside Monica, he pumped his ex wife’s womb full of cum. Seeing her father cum inside her mother was the last thing Deva saw before her head tilted back and she died of blood loss, her eyes wide open, staring lifelessly at the ceiling.
Monica cradled the newborn in her arms. Vincent couldn’t help but smile at his new daughter, who was also his granddaughter.
“Let’s get married again,” he then said to Monica.
“Yes, let’s do it, for Deva.”