《Johnny Depp Smut》Kitten
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(Kitten as requested 💗)
You and Johnny had been at a movie premiere.
You noticed that Johnny had been a little quiet tonight. You thought it was something you had done or did something happen at the premiere that you didn't know about. Suddenly a sneaky idea popped into your brain to try and make him talk to you.
While you guys sat with a few other actors. Under the table, you brushed your hand-over Johnny's clothed dick. He instantly looked down and cleared his throat as he tried not to make your surprise obvious.
You couldn't help but smile as you said. "Are you alright Johnny?"
"I'm ok." He said quietly as he once again cleared his throat.
You waited a few minutes until you rested your hand on his inner thigh, where you trailed your hand painfully slow up towards his dick. Where you started to palm him through his pants.
Suddenly, he grabbed your wrist and told everyone at the table. "We will be right back."
You felt a bit of excitement and nervousness because you knew you were getting to him, but at the same time you knew he had something in store for you.
"Johnny, where are we going?"
"We're taking a walk." He said through gritted teeth.
After those words, the entire walk to the upstairs hallway was silent.
The second you both were in the hallway alone, Johnny slammed you into the wall.
"All I wanted was you to talk to me." You said, blinking your eyes innocently.
"So you think you can just tease me all night."
"You want to know what's wrong?" He questioned.
All you could breathe out was a faint. "Yes."
His hands began to rub up and down your sides.
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"What's wrong is I can't handle myself with you walking around wearing that dress." Johnny said as he put his hand around your neck.
"But, you didn't say anything-."
"I Shouldn't have to say anything." He said, cutting you off by connected your lips.
"Gonna do something about it?" You questioned as you grinded your hips into his.
His hand slid in-between your breasts, you arched your back in pleasure, biting your lower lip to prevent yourself from moaning his name.
"Oh Kitten, I'm going to do something about it." He growled in your ear.
"I knew I'd make you snap by the end of the night." You said faintly, almost not wanting him to hear what you said.
"Ohhhh... I see." He said as he grabs your right hand harshly.
You felt your body fill with heat as his hand slowly slid up your thigh.
Unintentionally, you tried to stop his hand from going up any further.
"Move your hand." He said huskily making eye contact with you.
You moved your hand to his back, he then rubbed his hand over your clothed pussy. You knew you were wet and that he'd notice.
"I've barely touched you Kitten and your already in need of my cock inside of your needy pussy, hmm." He hummed on your lips as he swiftly slipped his hand under your panties and into your wetness.
Johnny then moved his hard kisses from your mouth to your neck, where he sucked hard on your special spot.
"Johnny, stop teasing me." You whined, clawing your nails into his back.
"So it's only fair for you to get to tease me all night?" He said as he pinned your hand above your head.
Your breathing grew shaky as he pushed your dress up, unbuckled his belt, and pushed his boxers down enough to expose his big dick.
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"Fuck me."
At your words, Johnny tightened his grip on your waist as he slammed his dick inside you.
"You're so tight." He groaned, as his thrusts were hard and deep.
"Uhuu."
"Fuck Kitten." He groaned as he grabbed your right thigh and wrapped it around his waist.
"Mhmm."
"Yeah right there." You moaned as with each thrust, he hit your g-spot.
"Is this what you've wanted me to do to you all night?" He grunted, thrusting harder until you answered.
"Yes."
"Shit yes."
Johnny smashed his lips into yours, one hand gripping your waist harshly, and the other running through your silky hair.
He moaned your name into your kiss as his hand wandered back to your neck, making your back arch and your moans grow louder.
"Uh huh."
"Fuck I'm close." You moaned as you matched your hip movements with his.
"Say *thrust* my *thrust name *thrust* as *thrust* you *thrust* cum *thrust* Kitten." he demanded, thrusts beginning to grow slower and sloppy.
"Oh Johnny." You whined, tightening around his cock.
"I'm cumming." He moaned, head falling onto your shoulder, breathing heavy, thrusts growing slower and slower.
"Mm." You breathed heavily.
"Fucking Christ." He groaned, his warm cum dripping down your legs as he slowly pulled out of you.
Before he pulled your dress back down, he spun you around and gave your ass a hard slap, the sting electrifying every nerve in your body.
"Babe." You whined.
"With what you pulled tonight, you were just asking for a slap on your ass."
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