Welcome to Washington Part 4 - Sex Stories

Welcome to Washington Part 4

... before making the introductions. Mr. King said, "Christina, I would like you to meet Amy. Amy, this is Christina." My nakedness didn't seem to surprise her as she grabbed my hand and shook it enthusiastically. "I have roughly explained how we make wine here on the Estate. Would you mind filling in the blank spots, answer any questions she has and maybe even make a batch of special wine?" Mr. King chuckled. With that last comment Mr. King winked at Amy. She gave him a coy smile while I sat there truly puzzled. I had no idea what that could possibly mean. Mr. King kissed my lips passionately, reminding me that he had a meeting with Dominic, and he would be back to pick me up in about an hour. "Amy," he continued, "show her how we make the special wine. I see you have a tub over in the corner with some grapes in it." Once again, he winked, and she winked back. After he left, Amy and I chatted for five minutes. Then she invited me to watch and participate in how they make the "special" wine. She got the forklift and brought the vat over to where we were standing and set it down on the concrete floor. Jumping off the forklift, she went to get a step stool and climbed up the steps to the top. "Well," Amy said, "the first thing we do is smash the grapes. This part is kind of fun," she said with a smile. She slipped off her cowboy boots and stepped off the stool and into the vat. She started stomping grapes in her bare feet, squishing them in between her toes. She motioned for me to ...

... join her. I kicked off my high heels and cautiously made my way up the steps, hopping in and felt the juice squirt through my toes as I started crushing grapes. After we stomped all the grapes to the pulp and right consistency, Amy stopped and sat down on the step stool. Both of us were a little winded, but we were both smiling at how much fun we had. She opened her cutoffs and slid her fingers into her pussy. My mouth dropped. She pulled out and repeated the process, making sure to hit her clitoris and g-spot each time she touched. Her eyes were closed as she began breathing hard. I leaned against the opposite edge of the vat and watched as she masturbated to an earth shattering orgasm. She was so fucking sexy that I couldn't help but finger my cunt as she touched hers. As she had a tremendous orgasm, she squirted her juice into the vat. A few minutes later cum was dripping down my legs onto the grapes as well. "Did we just ruin all these grapes?" I screeched in a high pitched nervous voice. I watched Amy calmly button up her cutoffs as she came down from her orgasmic high. I wanted to talk to her so bad, but knew it would be a few seconds before I could as she was pretty winded. After a few minutes, Amy said, "That is what makes our wine special. " Did I just hear Amy right? Was she telling me that cum was the special ingredient Mr. King uses in his wine? "Don't worry," she continued, "this wine will not be sold on the market. It will only be used at the estate. It's yummy! ...