Hayden Panettiere, Party Girl

Hayden Panettiere waited patiently outside the entrance to the hotel, hoping she wasn't dressed too casually. She was wearing blue jeans and a very thin light blue tanktop, and she had her bright blonde hair pulled back in a ponytail. Normally, she would have worn something more formal, but it was the first week of August in Los Angeles, which meant that it had been insufferably hot all day, and it was still insufferably hot, even though it was nearly eight in the evening. The people at the cocktail party would just have to deal with it.

Hayden wasn't too sure about this party, either; she was only seventeen (she would be eighteen in just two weeks), she wasn't old enough, at least according to the law, to be drinking, so she shouldn't really be going to a party where she knew they would be serving ****. And, in fact, she would have said no when she was invited, but it had been Jack Coleman, the man who played her father on their TV show Heroes, who had asked her if she wanted to go with him. Hayden really dug Jack; he was so tall and handsome and charming, a total DILF. She would have said yes if he'd asked her to boil some kittens.

She was just starting to wonder how long she'd have to wait when a cab pulled up to the curb and Jack waved to her from the back seat. She started over toward the car and he got out, held the door open for her. He smiled at her and said, "Hello, Hayden, dear." He reached out and touched her elbow and Hayden leaned over for a kiss. Jack pecked her cheek, then she got into the back of the cab. Once the door was shut and the cab was in motion she said, "I hope I'm not underdressed."

"Oh, no, sweetheart, you look just fine," Jack said. He looked her over blatantly, which made Hayden blush.

"You do know, don't you, that I'm only seventeen? You'll be contributing to the deliquency of a minor by taking me to a cocktail party." Hayden hadn't really wanted to say that, but she figured she should at least give him the opportunity to avoid breaking the law.

"Don't worry about that. This is a...different kind of cocktail party."

"Really? Different how?"

Jack just smiled and said, "You'll see what I mean."

"Okay, whatever. So, where is this new and improved cocktail party?"

"Laurel Canyon," Jack said. "I think you'll have a very good time. Lots of eligible young men will be there."

"Great," Hayden said, rolling her eyes.

"What? You don't want to meet any eligible young men?"

"Not really."

"Oh, I see." Jack seemed to be looking at her with new eyes. "So, who would you like to meet? Some eligible young women?"

Hayden giggled and said, "Well, I'm not going to rule girls out just yet. I'm still young. But no, the truth is I'm kind of into, um...older men."

"Ah, I see," Jack said. He slipped his arm over Hayden's shoulders and said, "That sounds like it could be good news for me."

"It is good news for you, dude." Hayden smiled at him as charmingly as she could. She even almost batted her eyes.

"Well, then, tell me the good news, baby girl."

Hayden giggled again and turned toward him. They embraced, and Jack kissed her on the mouth. His tongue immediately touched her lips and Hayden opened up and drew it inside, began to suck on it. At the same time she felt one of his hands aggressively fondling her braless boobs through her tanktop. Her nipples grew instantly erect and she felt a sudden heat growing in her pussy. Hayden breathed a little rapidly as she sucked on Jack's tongue, a bit surprised at herself; she rarely acted this slutty (at least not with someone who wasn't offering her a role), but she couldn't help it; she'd always wanted to fuck this guy.

As Jack kissed her and felt her boobs he slowly began guiding her down onto the plush leather seat. Hayden gladly let herself be guided, until she was on her back. Jack had her top up to her chin now and was kissing and licking at her boobs. Hayden reached down between them with both hands and quickly and deftly got his belt undone, then the fly on his pants. She got his cock out and started to stroke it vigorously. She was glad to see it was remarkably long and already hard as iron.

"Oh man," she said, "I want that big hard thing inside of me." Another thing Hayden rarely did was talk dirty during sex (the phone didn't count), but again, she didn't feel one hundred percent in control of herself.

Jack got up on his knees and helped Hayden get her clothes off. He tossed the tanktop and her jeans and her panties onto the floor, then lay down on top of her again. Hayden, completely naked, spread her legs welcomingly. She wrapped her arms around Jack's neck and moaned into his mouth as they resumed french kissing. Jack held his cock in his hand and guided it straight into Hayden's warm waiting pussy. She was hot and wet down there, of course, but even so she was still a little snug, and Jack had to really push to get his big long cock all the way into her.

"Mmm," Hayden said around Jack's tongue. She pulled her mouth away and gasped, "Oh, that's good."

"Tell me about it," Jack said. "It's almost like fucking a virgin."

Hayden giggled yet again and said in her most sultry voice, "Are you sorry I'm not a virgin?"

"Sweetheart, right now I don't think I could feel sorry about anything."

They stopped talking after that, both of them intensely focused on fucking. Jack buried his nose in Hayden's gorgeous blonde hair as he steadily pumped his cock into her. Hayden moaned and gasped with pleasure, moving her small slender body in tandem with his, wrapping her legs around his waist so he could get as deep inside of her as possible. They fucked like this for many long minutes as the limo made its way out of Brentwood and headed for the Hollywood Hills. Finally, they both reached their climax nearly at the same time; Hayden went first, moaning and crying out as her orgasm spilled through her young trembling body, then Jack grunted with intense pleasure, jammed his cock into Hayden's pussy a final time, and came deep inside of her.

When they were finished they lay in each other's arms in the back of the limo, both of them spent and breathing hard. They lay this way for another minute or so, then Jack pulled himself up to a sitting position. Hayden sat up as well, and began putting her clothes back on.

"I've always wanted to do that," Jack said.

"Yeah, me too," Hayden said.

"You know, in a way, we've sort of committed ****."

"Yeah, I know. TV ****. That was almost the best part."

"What was the best part?" Jack asked.

"Getting fucked, of course," Hayden said. She smiled. "Getting fucked is always the best part, no matter who you're doing it with."

"Why, Hayden, I had no idea you were such a promiscuous tramp."

Hayden laughed and said, "Deal with it, Dad."

They finally arrived at a huge mansion on a gated estate. Jack had Hayden on his arm as they went inside. When they came through the door to the vast living room they saw that the party had already started: loud music, people talking and laughing and drinking. Jack seemed quite pleased, but Hayden noticed something odd right off the bat.

"Hey," she said, "there aren't any other girls here. They're all guys." She looked at Jack. "Why are there no girls here?"

Jack smiled at her and said, "Remember when I told you this was a different kind of cocktail party? Well, this is what I meant."

"I still don't understand," Hayden said.

"That's okay. We'll show you."