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A Different Kind Of Cocktail Party
by Your Ghost (no address provided)

***

Eighteen year old "Heroes" star Hayden Panettiere 
gets invited to a Hollywood party that turns out to 
be not what she expected. (M+/F, reluc, oral, anal, 
bukkake, celeb-parody)

***

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."

END

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This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author
does not condone the described behavior in real life in
any way, shape or form. Anyone tempted to act out any 
of the scenarios in this story should seriously consider
seeking professional help.
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