paring: bsf!dad!johnny depp x fem!reader
warnings: 18+content, heavy smut, rough sex, unprotected sex, fingering, oral (F), slight overstimulation, praising, huge age gap (reader is off age), fucking your best friends dad, porn with little to no plot
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the warm balinese breeze brushed against your skin as you stood on the wooden deck of the beachfront villa, the scent of salt and tropical flowers filling the air. the sound of the waves crashing against the shore was rhythmic, soothing even, yet your heart was anything but calm.
you still couldn’t believe you were here. it had been a whirlwind decision, really. when lily-rose had asked you to come on this family trip, you had hesitated. it felt intrusive, even if you had been part of their lives for as long as you could remember. but lily had always been persistent, and there was no arguing with her once she had made up her mind. so here you were, in bali, surrounded by golden beaches, lush jungles, and—him.
the man who was supposed to be just your best friend's father. the man who had been a constant presence in your life for years, always kind, always charming. but lately, things had changed. maybe it was because you were older now, a woman rather than the little girl he used to know. maybe it was the way he looked at you when he thought no one was watching. or maybe it was the way you felt around him— like every breath you took was heavier, every glance a stolen sinn.
you had a crush on him. undeniably. a dangerous, inappropriate, all—consuming crush.
and you weren’t blind. you knew he felt it too. the tension was there. it had always been there. but nothing had ever happened. nothing could happen. not when lily and jack were your best friends.
it had been a few days in bali already, and the trip was nothing short of amazing. the weather was perfect, the sun was warm against your skin, and the time spent with lily and jack had been refreshing. but tonight was different. tonight, your two friends had suggested going to a beach bar to let loose, to get wasted, as they had put it. you undoubtedly said yes. getting drunk with lily and jack? most entertaining and funniest thing in the world. and of course, johnny had decided to tag along, how could he have left his children alone when they wanted to get black out drunk?
that’s what he told himself, at least.
deep down he knew that there was a different reason entirely.
for the past few months, he had noticed the way you looked at him. he had caught the way your breath hitched when he was near, the way you fidgeted when he spoke to you in that low, rough voice of his. and maybe it was wrong, maybe it was selfish, but he didn't care. because he wanted you too.
you wore a black bikini beneath a see-through dress that draped lazily off your shoulders, exposing just enough skin to make johnny’s jaw clench when he first saw you. you noticed it. you always noticed it.
so when lily and jack started throwing back shots like there was no tomorrow, johnny had just sat back with his whiskey, watching. watching you. he saw the way you licked the salt from your lips after a margarita, the way your dress hugged your curves as you swayed to the music. you were tipsy but still aware, still watching him as much as he was watching you.
lily, however, was a mess. after two hours of relentless drinking, she was barely able to stand. jack sighed, knowing it was time to take her home.
“l'll take her back to the villa,” jack said, shaking his head with amusement. “she’s a mess.”
johnny chuckled, his deep voice sending shivers down your spine. “yeah, she needs to sleep this off." lily didn't even protest anymore, she let jack hoist her up and lead the way.
and just like that, you were left alone with him.
the moment the two disappeared into the distance, the air between you and johnny shifted. the tension thickened, palpable, suffocating.
johnny ordered another whiskey, and without a word, he got you a cocktail he knew you liked. you bit your lip as he slid it toward you. "thanks," you muttered, suddenly finding your lap very interesting as you took a sip.
but you couldn't help yourself. out of the corner of your eye, you watched his hands—those hands that wrapped around his glass so effortlessly, veins prominent, tattoos dark against his tanned skin. it had you drooling for him.
what would those hands feel like on your body? wrapped around your throat? pinning you down?
heat rushed to your face, but in your drunken state you didn't even notice how obvious you were being. you didn't notice how your gaze lingered too long on his strong arms, his toned body beneath that tight black shirt.
a low chuckle rumbled through the air.
your head snapped up, and your heart nearly stopped when you found johnny staring at you, an amused smirk on his lips. your breath caught in your throat. "what?" you blurted out, suddenly feeling exposed. he leaned in, close—so close you could feel his breath against your ear, warm and teasing.
"if you keep staring at me like that," he rasped, voice low and dangerous, "i'll have to fuck you right here, right now."
your thighs pressed together on instinct, your entire body betraying you. he saw it. he knew it. "johnny..." you whispered his name, unsure, overwhelmed. his smirk just deepened. "don't be shy now," he murmured, tilting his head as he studied you. "i know everything, sweetheart." your breath hitched.
"i know you want this," he continued, his voice like gravel and honey, his fingers traced the rim of his glass slowly, teasingly. "do you think I didn't hear you last night? fucking yourself, moaning my name—wishing it was me?"
you swallowed hard. now you couldn't talk yourself out of this anymore. he fucking heard you as you fingered yourself at the thought of him.
"please, johnny." your voice sounded so desperate, you should've been embarrassed. you didn't even know what you were begging for but it was enough for him. something dark flashed in his eyes. lust. possession. satisfaction. in an instant, he downed his whiskey, slammed the glass in the table and stood up. his fingers curled around your wrist as he pulled you to your feet.
"come with me, sweetheart." he ordered, voice full of lust.
the second the door shut behind you, johnny had you against the wall, his body pressing against yours, his hands gripping your waist tightly. the room was dimly lit by the moonlight shining through the floor to ceiling windows, casting a soft glow over your features. his eyes searched for yours, giving you one last chance to back out.
"tell me to stop and i will," he murmured, voice thick with restraint. you couldn't think straight in that moment. you couldn't think of the consequences all this would have. all you knew, was that you needed this man buried deep inside of you.
without another thought, you grabbed his shirt, fisting the fabric as you pulled him down into a desperate, hungry kiss.
a low growl rumbled from his chest as his hands gripped the back of your thighs, hoisting you up with ease. instinctively, your legs wrapped around his waist, pressing yourself against his rock hard cock as he carried you through the villa. the first surface he found was the kitchen island, and he placed you on top of it with a firm thud, never once breaking the kiss.
"you have no idea," he murmured against your lips, his hands trailing up your sides, "how long I've wanted this."
his fingers tangled in your hair, tugging slightly to expose your neck, his lips trailing down your jaw, your pulse, your collarbone. every touch sent sparks through your body, every movement igniting something deep inside of you. a moan escaped your lips as he sucked a hickey to your neck. "quiet," he growled, his voice low, dangerous. "unless you want them to hear."
hell, you were already losing yourself in him.
his hands, large and rough, gripped your hips firmly, pulling you closer as he stood between your legs. his fingers trailed up your thighs, slow, deliberate. you could feel the heat of his body, the tension radiating off him like a storm about to break.
"you've been thinking about this for a long time, haven't you?" he rasped, his fingers tracing teasing circles over your skin.
you swallowed hard, nodding.
his smirk deepened. "use your words, sweetheart."
"yes," you admitted, breathless. "i've wanted you for so long."
a low growl rumbled in his chest, his grip tightening. "you have no idea how much I've been holding back," he confessed, his lips brushing against your collarbone. "watching you all these years… seeing you grow into this beautiful woman," his fingers trailed higher, making you gasp. "and knowing I couldn't have you."
your heart pounded at his words. the thought that he had wanted you just as badly, just as painfully, made your head spin.
"but now?" he tilted your chin up, forcing your eyes to meet his. "now there's nothing stopping me."
and then his lips were on yours again, claiming you, owning you. his kiss was rough, desperate, all-consuming. his teeth grazed your lower lip before he deepened the kiss, his tongue sliding against yours in a way that made you whimper. you could feel how your arousal slowly began to coat your inner thighs, soaking through your bikini.
“johnny, please!” you managed to squeal against his lips, needing him so badly. he just grinned devilishly as his hands slipped beneath the thin fabric, pulling it up—freeing your body from your dress. “you’re so fucking beautiful.” he growled, his dick twitching in anticipation. he tossed the piece of clothes away before his hands were on you again, gripping at the edge of your thong. “want me to remove this?” johnny teasingly asked, pulling slightly.
“yes!” you immediately replied, lifting your hips a little bit. he let out an answering hum, finally pushing the fabric down your legs. instinctively, you spread your legs further, exposing yourself to him while you began to untie your bikini top.
johnny thought that he was gonna loose it. even thought that this was a dream. your little body sprawled out beneath him, completely on display just for him. he eyed you like his prey, taking in your whole naked form, cursing underneath his breath.
“can’t wait to fuckin’ ruin you, sweetheart.” he growled, his dick now practically screaming at him for release.
“god, johnny! please, i need you.” you cried out, throwing your head back in frustration. your cunt was burning with desire, with the need to feel him, with the need for him to finally please you.
“don’t worry, doll, we’ve got all night.” he chuckled as he wrapped a hand around your throat, pressing you flat against the cool surface. he was hovering above you as he left a trail of fire on your whole body, showering you with wet kisses. when he reached your pussy, his hand glided down to your hip, holding you firmly in place as he finally dipped right into your cunt. his warm muscle licked a teasing line from your glistening hole up to your clit, immediately beginning to circle it with the tip of his tongue. “fuck! johnny!” you moaned out, instantly covering your mouth as you remembered that lily and jack were still just a floor above you.
johnny chuckled against your cunt, the vibrations sending shock waves through your veins. his tongue expertly flicked your bud while a finger nudged at your entrance, making you shudder. then, you felt a second digit and before you could even realize it, he had both of them deep inside of you. in an instant he began to curl them upwards, stimulating that one certain spot just in the right way.
you thought you were seeing stars, your vision was blurry as you tried your best to keep as quiet as possible. johnny looked up at you with dark eyes, almost loosing it as he watched you break into pieces just because of him. it only urged him to speed up his movements, to get rougher. his lips now wrapped around your bundle of nerves, sucking on it feverishly—creating a pleasant vacuum. “johnny!! feels so good.” you quietly whined out, your back arching off the island. his fingers thrusted into you in a rough pace, hitting that spot over and over again. your whole body was on fire, your thighs trembled and slowly, you could feel your orgasm build up.
johnny sensed how your velvety walls began to tighten around his fingers, signing him that you were getting close. your breath became rapid and your digits tangled in his hair, pushing him further into your cunt. determined to bring you to your high, johnny increased the speed and strength of his motions. “oh god, i’m so close— johnny, please!” you moaned against your palm, your eyes tightly shut as the tingly sensation in your abdomen got stronger and more intense.
“cum for me, sweetheart.” he quickly rasped, before returning to abuse your sensitive clit. and then finally, it snapped. your body convulsed as your orgasm hit you like a freight train. indescribable shock waves of pleasure cursed through your body, a muffled squeal echoing off the walls. johnny continued to finger you through your orgasm, coaxing out every little spark to intensify your high.
as you came down again, your thighs quivered at the overstimulation, he was still ravishing your cunt like a starved man. “too much!” you whined, trying to pull his head away. with a last strong suck on your clit and a thrust of his fingers, he releases your nub with a plop, his fingers pulling out of your slick hole.
you exhaled deeply, your heart pounding rapidly against your chest. “you taste so fucking sweet.” johnny almost moaned out as he licked the juices off his fingers, humming at your taste.
but you needed more, you needed him to fill you up, to give you all of him. you sat up again, hazy eyes watching him desperately. in the blink of an eye, you reached for his shirt, dragging it over his head before you tossed it away. “some one’s eager, hm?” johnny amusingly pointed out as he watched how you worked on unbuckling his belt. you looked up at him, as you pushed his pants down, letting it pool by his ankles, the only thing shielding you from him were his boxers.
returning your gaze knowingly, he pulled his boxers down, stepping out of them with a smirk. your eyes went wide as they flickered down to his cock.
he was huge, monstrous even.
something you’ve never seen before. his tip was angry red, a vein which dragged along his shaft pulsated with need. “gonna fuck you so hard, sweetheart.” he growled as he stepped closer, his cock pressing against your cunt, his hands gripping your waist tightly. “please.” your voice was so small, just above a whisper as you wrapped your arms around his neck.
you slightly leaned your upper body back, eyes focused on where his dick was nudging your entrance. “can’t let you wait any longer, huh?” he collected your slickness, sliding his dick up and down your hole. “johnny, i- please— fuck me already!” you pathetically whined, lips searching for his. and then, with a deep growl, he plunged into you without a warning. your head fell against his shoulder, biting into his flesh to contain your screams. “that’s it, sweetheart,” he whispered against your ear, pushing in further until you could fucking feel him in your guts. “such a good girl.”
your body shook from the intense stretch, a stinging but pain cursing through your body. god he was so huge. “you okay, doll?” he heavily breathed against your ear, giving his best to not loose it and fuck into you like an animal. “yes, you—you can move.” you purred, capturing his lips in a messy kiss. that was all he needed to hear. within seconds, johnny began to thrust into you in a steady pace while keeping your lips connected.
a string of moans left your lips only to be muffled by his mouth, keeping you all quiet. johnny’s hand wandered from your hip up to your tits, squeezing one of them harshly. his other hand remained on your hip, moving it in rhythm with his pounds. he was the first to pull away from the kiss, sucking and licking on your neck before he pushed you back, pinning you against the kitchen island.
“fuck, you feel even better than i ever imagined, sweetheart.” he growled out, his eyes darkening at the sight of where your bodies connected. it only made him go rougher, pound into you faster. you, in contrast, were captivated by the intense pleasure you received. you didn’t even register his words. but the sensation of his cock filling you up so perfectly, stretching your walls so deliciously made your head spinn.
this was like something out of your wildest dreams. something you never thought would become reality.
and hell, how good it felt when he hammered against that one spot deep inside of you.
a spot you didn’t even know existed until right now.
the sparks it sent through your whole body, indescribable. something you’ve never experienced before. and to fuel your pleasure, he pressed a finger to your sensitive clit, rubbing it in furious circles. a strangled cry left your lips—you couldn’t hold back anymore. it simply felt too heavenly to hold back. by now, lily and jack were long forgotten. the only thing that clouded your mind was johnny and how rough he fucked you.
“you like that? you like it when i fuck you stupid?” he spat, hips clashing against your skin rapidly.
you nodded your head yes, the intense stimulation making it almost impossible for you to speak. “come on, baby. say it.”
“fuck! ahh— yes, i love it!” you managed to splutter out, your legs wrapping around his waist to get him even closer. he let out an answering chuckle, his head thrown back in bliss. your second orgasm was nearing already and johnny could feel it. a deep grunt rumbled from his chest as your walls contracted firmly around him. “so fuckin’ tight, sweetheart— fuck!”
the words had barely left his mouth before he pulled out of you and in the blink of an eye he had you manhandled on your stomach—your hot, slick skin now pressing against the cool surface. a pathetic whine rang through the room, the emptiness unbearable, your orgasm fading away—pure frustration. but before you could protest further in any way, johnny had slammed his whole length inside of you again. “oh, shit—“ you cut yourself off mid-sentence, a guttural cry tearing from your throat. “johnnyyy!!”
he immediately started off with an bruising pace, the sound of skin clapping together now probably echoing in the whole villa. but he didn’t care. he didn’t care if his kids woke up, if they saw how he fucked their best friend. in that moment all that mattered to him, was you and how perfect you felt wrapped around him.
johnny was loosing himself in you, he was already addicted to your sweet pussy. he literally went feral. his thrusts became more rough, unmerciful, pounding into you like a fucking beast. you were a quivering mess beneath him, your eyes filled with tears of pleasure. every time his hips met your ass, your body jolted forward, rubbing your clit against the smooth edge of the island. it didn’t take long until you felt that tingly sensation returning, being even more intense now.
johnny felt his orgasm nearing as well, his breathing getting heavier and hips stuttering a little bit. “gonna fucking fill that pretty cunt up.” he grunted as he harshly gripped the roots of your hair, forcing your spine to arch just in the right way to hit that spot again. “you want that, huh? want me to fill you up?”
“god, yess!! i’m close, johnny!” you whined, mouth wide agape, your arms—that held you up—almost giving out.
he pulled you flush against his chest as he finally spurted his seed deep inside of you, painting your walls white, claiming you as his. and that was all that you needed. a high pitched string of squeals fell from your lips as your orgasm crashed right through you. “johnny, johnny—mmmhh!!!” your vision turned black as intense jolts of pleasure rushed through you every nerve of your body, your walls squeezing him tightly. johnny growled into your ear, still pistoning in and out of you, making sure he emptied every last drop of his cum in your cunt.
“good girl, you did so good for me.” he purred, burying his face into the crook of your neck, breathing in your sweet scent. his hips slowly came to an halt, hands wrapping around your body as he carefully pulled out of you.
you closed your eyes for a second, trying to steady your breath, enjoying the feeling of his warm body pressed against yours, the buzz of your orgasm still present. johnny turned you around, glancing down at you with hazy eyes before he pressed his lips to yours, kissing you with passion.
“that was— indescribable.” you stated as you pulled way from him, making him chuckle.
“we’re far from done, sweetheart.”
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