Hayden Panettiere Wants Kristen Bell Now - Sex Stories

Hayden Panettiere Wants Kristen Bell Now

... streams that covered only the highest parts of Kristen’s low breasts before joining at a point below Kristen’s navel. The confluent streams swept in silken rivulets down the length of Kristen’s legs, leaving the outsides of her thighs exposed, but gathering at her feet in a crimson pool. “It looks like syrup. I expect someone to come over and try to lick if off of you,” she added. Kristen blushed again, but this time it was with pleasure. “Wearing that, you must have to beat the men off,” said Hayden, her voice low and warm. “You’d think,” said Kristen. She gave a small laugh, hoping that Hayden wouldn’t notice her sadness. If her costar noticed, she gave no evidence of it, but backed herself against the pillar until her side was pressed lightly against Hayden’s. She wasn’t sure exactly why the girl had moved closer, but she was grateful for the warmth that seemed to radiate in waves from Hayden’s body. Hayden slipped her arm unobtrusively behind Kristen’s body, and Kristen didn’t pull away even as Hayden’s hand slid across the small of Kristen’s back and settled on her hip. “Thanks,” said Kristen. She wasn’t exactly sure why she said it. She was grateful that Hayden had come over to talk to her, but in retrospect she wondered about her motives. Kristen knew she had the reputation of being only poor company, and she knew she deserved it. For reasons she couldn’t even begin to articulate, she never felt comfortable in the easy flirtations that were expected on any film set. ...

... People avoided her, and she was alright with that, but she resented the possibility that Hayden was merely pitying her. “So,” she said brightly, “What do you have planned for your time off?” “I’ll visit my f****y in the Palisades,” said Hayden, “and then I’ll probably go up to Provincetown.” “Oooh, I love the Bahamas,” cooed Kristen. “Anyplace that’s warm!” “It’s in Massachusetts,” corrected Hayden, “out on the Cape.” “Oh,” said Kristen. “Oooohhhhh,” she added, nodding her head. She now remembered hearing the design crew talking about their vacations in P-town. “I don’t think there’s anything there for me,” said Kristen, quickly. “Why’s that?” asked Hayden, giving no suggestion of any motive behind her question. “Isn’t that where all the gay people go?” asked Kristen. “I mean, like Fire Island for Bostonians.” “You have something against gays?” asked Hayden, giving Kristen a small smile. Kristen blushed. She felt she should step away, but, she told herself, there was no harm in keeping warm. She reassured herself in her mind, “it’s not like it’s catching, or anything.” “No,” said Kristen, smiling and tilting her head. “Like in this business, I could get away from it… them.” She gave a small laugh and said, “Besides, it’s not like I’m a lesbian or anything.” “Every woman’s a lesbian,” said Hayden. “Haven’t you seen the studies? They did experiments and found that even the straightest of straight women responded to images of women having sex together.” “Yeah, but there are all ...