Hayden Panettiere Wants Kristen Bell Now - Sex Stories

Hayden Panettiere Wants Kristen Bell Now

... kinds of ways to ‘respond,’” said Kristen, smiling. “I think you understand what I mean,” said Hayden. She had slipped her hand down the small of Kristen’s back and slid her finger under the silk that barely covered Kristen’s rear end. “I thought you said you were cold,” said Hayden, playfully. “I am,” protested Kristen. “Not everywhere,” said Hayden. Kristen looked down the length of her body, suddenly feeling more naked than she had felt a moment before. Her eyes widened as she saw the tips of her nipples pressing hard against the thin fabric covering them. She knew it was just the cold, but she wished that they weren’t so blatantly providing evidence for Hayden’s innuendo. “That’s okay,” said Hayden. She pulled her hand from beneath Kristen’s dress and stepped away. The look on her face was calculatedly wistful as she briefly drew the tip of her finger beneath her nose and affected a longing inhalation. Hayden turned to go, but Kristen grabbed Hayden’s arm in both her hands and said, “Wait, I really wasn’t trying to be unfriendly.” “You just want me to stay because I tend to put out a bit more heat than I need,” said Hayden. “It’s the curse of my ancestry. Just look at this body. I’m only nineteen and I’m already going to fat.” She turned slowly in place. When her back was towards Kristen, she turned her head back and said over her shoulder, “Have you ever seen a bigger ass in your life?” Kristen looked down at Hayden’s rear end, which Hayden was playfully swaying back ...

... and forth. “No,” she said, “I mean, no, it’s not that big.” She blushed again and said, “Really, I think you look great… fabulous!” She meant it sincerely. Like most small girls, she had always looked at her more generously endowed friends with envy. Hayden had the figure that Kristen had always wished for. Without thinking, she reached her hand out and began to caress the ample curve of Hayden’s rear end. The tip of her finger slipped into the small dip between Hayden’s cheeks, dimpling in the rich fabric. When she realized what she was doing, she quickly pulled her hand away. Hayden grabbed Kristen’s hand in hers and then slid back against the column until the two women were again standing side-by-side and looking out across the gathered guests. She had pulled Kristen’s hand behind her as she turned and now led it farther back until Kristen’s fingers were again pressed up against the small depression between her cheeks. Pulling her own hand away, Hayden pressed back against the column, trapping Kristen’s fingers in place. Kristen glanced at Hayden. Her co-star continued to stare straight ahead as if nothing untoward were happening, but Kristen noticed that the low mounds of her chest were rising and falling more quickly than they had been a moment before. Kristen slid her fingers lower and then bent them forward until they slid between Hayden’s thighs. She was amazed at how warm that small spot was as she began to work her small fingers back and forth. The grin on Kristen’s ...