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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 tank-top, and she had her bright blonde
hair pulled back in a ponytail.

Normally, she would have worn something more formal,
but it was the last 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
had just turned eighteen 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 alcohol. 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 eighteen?
You’ll be contributing to the delinquency 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 tits through her tank-top.

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 tits 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 tits.

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 tank-top 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 incest.”

“Yeah, I know. TV incest. 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.”

Then suddenly there were several guys crowding around
them. Jack still had his hand on Hayden’s arm, and
now he tightened his grip almost hard enough to hurt
her. Several other guys grabbed her too, and in the
next moment she was being forced down onto the plush
carpeting. Hands grabbed at her clothes and nearly
tore them off of her. In less than thirty seconds she
was completely nude and being held down on the floor
while Jack announced loudly, “Okay, guys, she’s yours
for the taking, but try to be gentle, will you? She’s
a friend of mine.”

The first guy got on her and, as the others held her
down, stuck his cock into Hayden’s pussy and began
fucking her. Hayden struggled against her attackers,
but she didn’t struggle very hard, and by the time
the first guy had pulled out and the second guy was
jamming his cock into her (and a third guy was
pushing his cock into her mouth), she’d stopped
fighting entirely.

Part of this might have been due to the fact that
Hayden had for a long time wondered what it would be
like to get gangbanged, but mostly it was simply
that, as a Hollywood actress, she’d understood from
the time she was twelve years old that it didn’t
matter if she resisted or not, she was going to get
fucked. It was easier (and better for her career) if
she just laid back and let the boys be boys,

There were around twenty of them, and they all
laughed and joked as each took his turn either
fucking her in the pussy or in the mouth or in the
ass; they pulled on her ponytail and slapped her
titties and smacked their dicks in her face. Somebody
poured a beer on her. Somebody else put a dog collar
around her throat and led her around on a leash.
Another guy recorded everything with his digital
camcorder.

Hayden had experienced all of these things before
(though on a more individual basis than this), so
nothing about it was really new to her. Except there
was one thing that was out of the ordinary: the guys
weren’t going off in her pussy or her mouth or her
ass, or even on her face (which was usually where
guys wanted to come; for some reason, Hayden
Panettiere’s face was the favorite target of guys
shooting their loads).

She couldn’t figure it out for a while, but then she
happened to look around at the right spot at the
right time and saw a guy squirting his jizz into an
oversized and already well-filled wine glass.

What the hell? She thought to herself.

It wasn’t very long, however, before she found out
what these guys were up to. And what Jack had meant
when he said this was “a different kind of cocktail
party.”

The last guy finally finished orally fucking her;
when he was ready to come he pulled his cock out of
Hayden’s mouth and turned to his left; somebody held
the wine glass out and he spurted his semen into it.
The damn thing was now nearly full of milky white
sperm.

Hayden, exhausted (and kinda sore), tried to lay down
but two sets of hands grabbed her by the arms and
pulled her back up to her knees.

“Okay, sweetheart,” Jack said. He was standing in
front of her with the wine glass in his hands. “Smile
for the camera.”

Hayden looked directly into the lens of the camcorder
and offered up an uncertain smile.

“Now drink this,” Jack said. He held out the glass
and without thinking Hayden took it, but then she
looked at it, looked up at him, and said, “Are you
serious? You want me to drink this?”

“Yeah, drink it,” one guy said. Another guy echoed
him, and another said, “Drink it, you sloppy slut.”

All of the guys started pumping their fists and
chanting, “Drink! Drink! Drink! Drink!” and Jack told
her, “You should probably do it, Hayden. If you
don’t, I suspect these guys just might force you to.”

Hayden was well aware of her precarious situation.
She looked down at the pool of milky slime in the
glass and thought, ‘What the hell? I’ve already been
gangraped. How much worse could this be?’

She lifted the glass to her lips, tried to give the
camera a confident glance, then closed her eyes and
tilted the glass. The pool of semen poured from the
glass past her lips and onto her tongue, spilling all
the way to the back of her throat.

She emptied the glass to the cheers of the naked guys
surrounding her, then tried to swallow at least some
of the goop. It backed up on her immediately and she
gagged, had to swallow again, then again. She nearly
puked it back up and covered her mouth with her hand,
forced it back down again. “Oh God,” she managed to
croak out. Her stomach turned, and this time she did
vomit a little bit. But it was only a little bit, and
it was only in her mouth. She swallowed one more
time.

The guys all cheered her, chucked her on the
shoulder, messed up her hair and laughed. They were
trying to be good sports, and were treating her like
she was one too. Hayden didn’t really feel like a
good sport, though. In fact, she was kinda pissed.
Jack, her buddy, the guy she’d given some prime ass
in the limo, had pretty much betrayed her. Treated
her like an idiot.

But then again, Hayden figured she was kind of an
idiot; she’d fallen for what was probably a really
old trick. She told herself as she showered in one of
the mansion’s five bezillion bathrooms that at least
she knew better now. She wouldn’t be tricked into
going to any more “cocktail parties.”

“Nope,” she told herself as she let the hot steaming
water splash over her luscious naked young body, “no
more cocktail parties for me.” Then she smiled and
said, “Unless, of course, I’m in the right mood.”

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