I couldn’t believe my eyes. The kitchen looked as if it had been in a fight with a Julia c***ds and lost. Flour was everywhere, coating the cabinets...and streaking the walls. The floor was covered in what must have been a whole bag of the stuff. Eggs shells crunched under my feet. I noticed a glob of yolk drip from the sink to floor. Vegetables were strewn everywhere as well, carrots and celery were chopped into little pieces on the sink, and tomatoes marred the stove.In the middle of this mess,. This time I bypassed her pubes and proceeded up to those dual mountains of exquisite pleasure called breasts. I circled the base of one breast in ever decreasing circles until I ended up at her very erect nipples where I kissed, licked and sucked like a newborn seeking nourishment. Grace was letting out a continuous series of moans from the arousal she was feeling. I gave the same treatment to her other breast as she experienced a series of shudders closely akin to orgasm.I once again headed. I became fond of writing after reading a lot of exclusive collections of literotica. Literotica have the best collections of most erotic stories ever written and especially the incest ones which can drive anyone crazy. A great job from fantastic writers.My story is about a mom and son’s incest relations & how it all began.Nirmala, a married middle-age indian woman of age 41 having one son and a daughter is a sex-goddess. Right from her early life she always wanted to get herself sexually. On the whole we got on with most and had in the past swung with three of the couples in the past, at club parties swinging didn't usually happen it was more of a socialising thing, though we didn't fuss two much if a couple disappeared for a short while into a quiet area.Anne was late arriving as she'd had to go to Sydney on business the previous day unexpectedly, luckily a couple of friends came round to help me organise everything in her place. As usual it was a good turn out some new members.