A Night With Hayden Winters Ch 03

NOTE TO READERS: This is the final portion of my fantasy about the lovely, luscious Miss Hayden Winters - recently "retired" from doing porn but there are numerous pictures & vid clips of Hayden available on-line - of course! All the usual sex is here - Hayden IS a porn star after all - no violence or nastiness just enjoyable sex -- AND an interesting truth behind this tale; Hayden Winter's remarkable resemblance to Tracy, my true-life high school girlfriend. -- I exploit this angle with a twist at the end of this Part.

Please read the preceding portion to get the entire premise, and please remember as you read this is FANTASY. This story is a work of fiction and is intended for people of the age of 18 or older. Cheers -- Velvet Hammer**

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When we stirred Hayden had to do her run to the bathroom and so did I.

"Sex always makes you feel like a glazed donut," Hayden laughed. "Let's take a shower."

The hotel bathroom featured a large walk-in shower area with a thick glass door and stone tiles; it was like something out of the Roman Empire. "Ooh!" Hayden squealed, "This is going to be fun." She adjusted the water temperature, then grasped my still semi-solid shaft and led me into our aqueous pleasure chamber.

First Hayden soaped my front up, running her hands up and down my body. She paid special attention to my nipples, which are sensitive, and then she soaped my cock and balls. Incredibly, I was becoming stiff again.

"Oh my," she uttered, "does it EVER go down?"

"I'm good for at least three times in one night," I grinned.

"Wow!" Hayden exclaimed. "If you don't mind me saying, that's incredible for a man your age."

"Well, I'm not THAT old," I replied, "And anyway, I have a regimen. The right foods and vitamins and plenty of fresh air and exercise."

My cock was at full mast and she was stroking it up and down in a fistful of soapsuds. "That's incredible. Your wife must be very happy woman."

"She is," I grinned. "She's like you; she loves cum."

Then it was my turn to soap up Hayden. I played with her tits, then I had her turn around so I could wedge my cock up in between her round asscheeks as I ran my palms up and down her soapy body, feeling her tits. I rinsed the soap off before fingering her pussy because its not good to get a lot of soap deep down in there.

Hayden sighed and moaned as I diddled her clam. Moving my hips, I ran my rod up and down her asscrack until the head of my cock was prodding her tight little anal rosebud. Sensing no resistance, I applied pressure; slow at first but steady. There was no mistaking my intent.

Ever the perfect gentleman, I asked permission; "May I . . . enter you . . . 'back there'?"

"Oh DEFINITELY!" Hayden surprised me. "Go ahead and fuck me in the ass! I love it!"

This surprised me; of the few rare occasions in my life a woman has permitted me a little of the old 'backdoor action', I have NEVER been urged on so enthusiastically. This was, of course, my first time with a porn star, albeit a retired one.

Hayden leaned against the tiles and went up on the balls of her feet as I pressed the blunt head of my hard, hot cock against her tight little butthole. The jets of hot water sprayed down on us. This wasn't like going up her cunt; her asshole was tight. I had to keep withdrawing, then shoving it back in a little harder, pressing it home a little deeper.

Finally I withdrew. Hayden looked at me over her shoulder, a puzzled look on her face. I admired her perfectly formed body from behind, her nice round ass. The nice, round ass my cock had been delving just moments before.

"Hold that pose, Honey," I said, "Let me get something."

I delved into my toiletries bag and retrieved a tube of lotion, then got back into the shower and repositioned myself behind my willing little nymph. My cock went right back in between her wet buttcheeks like it had a mind of its own.

"Hold your cheeks open for me, Honey."

Hayden dutifully spread her asscheeks, giving me a nice view of her tight little rosebud; a woman's most private place. I squeezed out lotion all over the head of my cock, then scooped up a dollop on a fingertip and gently probed her rear exit. Hayden moaned, "Ooohhh!!!" The girl was ready to 'take it' back there.

I pressed my hard cock against her butthole and pressed it home; the swollen head of my cock was in; Hayden's anal orifice gripped me about the rim of my helmet. She was hot and TIGHT 'back there'.

"Wait a minute, Lover, give me a second," she breathed. Then, "Okay, you can go deeper."

I worked it in and out. Hayden's round ass was nice and tight. Her asscheeks felt good; like a bun around my hotdog. She was taking it like a champ but I could tell she wasn't quite loosened up, yet."

"Okay hold on," she said quietly. "Okay you can go deeper. How far in are you? A couple inches?"

"All the way, Baby."

"REALLY?"

"Yep. Balls to the walls, Baby!"

"WOW! It doesn't feel like it's that far in! I must be taking it better than I thought!"

"The whole nine inches, Baby!"

"Oh WOW, Lover! I'm taking it in the ass! You're fucking me in the ass!"

That was just so damn hot. It was hot enough to be tagging Little-Miss-Sweet-and-Innocent up the kiester, but to hear such words drop from her lips was such a contrast, such a dichotomy. Then;

"Fuck me! Fuck me! Fuck me in the A-A-A-S-S-S-S-S-S-!-!-!"

Of course this was my third go around of the evening, so even given the hotness and tightness of young Miss Hayden Winters asshole, it was taking me a bit to work up a head of steam.

Standing in the shower, my arms about a beautiful, naked, nineteen-year-old porn star facing away from me, with my cock up her beautiful ass. With every thrust Hayden was moaning; I was grunting like an alligator as I pegged her on my pole.

As I thrust into her and upward from behind Hayden had to go up on her tip-toes. I was even lifting her off the floor. Lifting the girl off the floor, her butt impaled on my hard cock. It was incredible.

I had a handful of young tit, my other hand holding her steady about her hip. When I moved one hand down to diddle her clit, Hayden started to go into an orgasmic state.

"Oh yes!" she cried. "Fuck me! Fuck me!" Then, more quietly, almost a whimper; "Fuck me, Sean. Fuck my little asshole! Fuck me in the ass!"

Well that just about did it. My cock started to swell up deep inside her. The head of my cock started to spasm and vibrate, and then suddenly I was shooting my load deep into her asshole.

"Uh! Uh! UH-H-H-H-H-H-H-!-!-!" I grunted as I shot white hot cum deep into her bowels.

"Ooooohhh-!-!-!" Hayden collapsed and melted in my arms, still impaled on my pole. We remained connected for a period of time that could have been mere moments but seemed like half an hour as the shower's jets still steamed down.

Finally I withdrew a bit and Hayden climbed up and off my rod and there was an almost audible < pop! > as the head of my cock slipped out of her browneye. Hayden turned, put her arms about my neck and pressed her naked body against mine and we shared an open-mouthed, French tongue-kiss.

"Oh Lover, I forgot how GOOD that feels!"

This sent a charge to my cock. Hayden looked down. "Oh, I guess its time for some cleanup!" and with that she started to scrub my length. As I grew harder in her hand Hayden exclaimed, "Really? REALLY? Again?"

"No I don't think so," I chuckled. "Three times is my standard for an evening. Here, turn around. Let me clean YOU up."

Hayden turned, placed her arms on the wall and spread her legs, like she was about to be frisked by the cops. I took the bar of soap and worked it up and down her buttcrack.

"Oooh, careful Lover; its sensitive back there!"

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I saw Hayden off at the door. She didn't want me to take her all the way down to the lobby; it didn't look right. In fact, it attracted unwanted attention in a business activity that was in a legal gray area.

Hayden was in her gray business suit and heels, I was in my loose pajama bottoms, my snorkel still semi-stiff, semi-hard out front. As we kissed goodnight Hayden grasped my pole through my pajamas like she was shaking hands and line of pre-cum squirted out.

"Oh, WOW you really ARE incredible, Sean. What are you going to do now? Do you want me to come back in and spend the night?"

"Well I'd like that but no, I've got an early flight."

Hayden fished in her purse and presented me her card. "Here, call me anytime. Next time you're in town. Anytime."

"Thanks, I will. And Hayden . . ."

"Yes?"

"Thank you -- it was meaningful!"

"Why THANK YOU -- that's so sweet of you to say it like that! I enjoyed it, too!" Another little kiss on the lips.

Then she did it again; the little sweeping of that strand of hair back behind her ear, the gesture identical to what my Tracy used to do.

Which prompted, almost as an afterthought, a question that opened a whole can of worms. "Hayden, is it okay if I ask you a personal question?"

"Well, I guess so. I mean, we've just been about as intimate as a man and a woman can be. Shoot."

"Your information online says you're from San Diego."

"Yes, that's right."

"Were you born there?"

"No, I was born in Seattle, actually, but I grew up in San Diego so I call that my home town. That, and you really don't want to put a lot of personal information out there on the 'net."

"I was wondering about that. Your name -- Hayden Winters -- that's a stage name, isn't it?"

"That's right. I took my mother's maiden name for my first name, and then because there isn't any winter to speak of in San Diego, and I miss my winters from up north, that's where the second name came from. Why do you ask?"

"Your mother's name isn't Tracy, by any chance, was it?"

"How did you know that?" The look on her face went from puzzled, to scandalous realization, to one of appalling shock. I'm sure the look on my face said it all.

My high school girlfriend's name was Tracy Hayden --I'd just learned that her nineteen-year-old daughter is a porn star and a whore. A whore with whom I'd just spent a very pleasurable evening. And now the cat was out of the bag, and we both knew it.

To her credit, Hayden quickly recovered her savoir-faire. Her eyes narrowed. "Do this mean what I think it means?"

"I think so. It sure looks that way."

"Well I can't leave now. I think we need to have a conversation." Bless her heart, the girl was handling with astonishing ease and sophistication.

I stood back and waved Hayden back into the hotel room.

The End.