Tastes Like Chicken COMPLETE
folder
Individual Celebrities › Johnny Depp
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
1
Views:
6,044
Reviews:
9
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
Category:
Individual Celebrities › Johnny Depp
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
1
Views:
6,044
Reviews:
9
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
Disclaimer:
This is a work of fiction. I do not know Johnny Depp. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Tastes Like Chicken
DISCLAIMER - I Do not own nor have no affilliation with anyone Famous mentioned in this fic!!
The taste, that's what it all came down to for Johnny. He knew other guys did it so that the girl would return the favour, or some just to get in a girl's pants. Other guys did it because they loved to get a girl off, making her scream and writhe about. But Johnny did it for the taste, he loved the taste of pussy. The sweet muskiness of a woman's arousal, making him drunk with lust. He remembered the first time like it was yesterday.
He was still pretty young and inexperienced, having only lost his virginity a few weeks before. He had watched enough porno's to know what he was supposed to do basically but he could still hear the crude comments of his buddies.
"Tastes, like chicken."
"Chicken? Pussy tastes like fish."
They had all laughed and Johnny had figured none of them knew what they were talking about.
So there he was, kissing Mary Beth Evan's stomach, nearing the spot between her thighs, he was just worried he would be really bad at it and she would tell everyone at school. Mary Beth's hands were grasping his hair, practically shoving him down there, there was no way he could back out now. He looked at her pussy for a moment, his first real close up of an actually one, not just a picture or some girl off a porno. Taking a deep breath he leaned in and just kissed her there, before hesitantly giving it a small lick. Mary Beth moaned softly so Johnny repeated the lick with a bit more confidence. He pondered the taste while he slid his tongue along her. Most definitely not chicken or fish, there was really nothing that tasted like anything he had ever eaten before but he liked it, in fact afterwards while he was sitting in History he was thinking about the taste. Wanted to taste it again.
As time went by he perfected his technique, learned to add a finger or two for added pleasure, discovered that sucking on the clit was a sure fire way to bring on orgasm but one thing never changed. When he met a woman he often wondered what she tasted like, it was almost an obsession for him. Not a weird fetish that took over his life so that he couldn't have sex any other way but the sort that he enjoyed doing so much he spent a great deal of time thinking about it. He knew the women he had dated had loved the oral part of him, probably stayed with him longer than they should have because of it but he didn't mind. He did find it strange that he could give a woman multiple orgasms even when she was barely speaking to him the rest of the time because of a disagreement.
And now he was standing at her door, a new woman, they had a few dates, she wasn't in the "business" and was still a bit overwhelmed by his celebrity. But she hadn't flung herself at him and seemed to be able to carry on a conversation that didn't include all the celebrities he had met.
Tonight he was going to taste her.
"Do you want to come in?" She asks. He nodded and walked past her, he'd been inside before but never after a date. She usually kissed him good night at her door.
"Do you want a drink?" She asked.
"No." He replied, wanting nothing but her. He moved toward her and kissed her lips softly. He knew he couldn't rush her, she was too independent to be man- handled and pressured into things. She opened her mouth and slid her tongue into his mouth. Pressing herself up against his length, her breasts squashing against his chest, he could feel her nipples through both their shirts. He ran his hands along her back until he cupped the firm globes of her ass into his hands, squeezing them and pulling her into him, fitting her more tightly against his dick. She had managed to get her hands under his shirt, caressing his smooth coffee coloured skin, her mouth was watering to taste it.
He trailed kisses from her lips across her cheek, to her ear and down her neck, gently biting the spot where her shoulder met her neck. She moaned and dug her nails into his skin, eliciting a groan from him. He took his hands from her bottom and slid them down to the hem of her short dress, slipping them under it, rubbing her thighs and her ass, with only a thin pair of panties, separating him from her. He pushed her dress up higher, she lifted her arms above her head, allowing him to take it off of her completely. She didn't have a bra on and once the dress was off of her, he began to tease her breasts. Kissing them all over, in between and even underneath them but avoiding her sensitive nipples. She finally couldn't take it anymore and grabbed his ears and pulled his face to her breasts so that his mouth was against her aching nipple. He laughed softly against them before he darted his tongue out and swirled it around the hardened flesh. She gasped and moved her hands off his ears and into his shiny hair, letting the strands tickle her fingers. Johnny finally took one fully into his mouth and sucked on it, softly at first, and building up to a harder suction and then biting it between his teeth, he felt her body jerk and she emitted a load groan. Knowing she liked that he repeated the actions a few more times. While his mouth was busy, he snaked his hand down to her pussy, he could feel she was already wet through her panties, he rubbed her lightly through them and she bucked against his hand, wanting, needing more.
"I have to taste you." He groaned against her tit and then began to walk her backward toward her couch. Once there he pulled her panties off, over her shoes so she was still wearing the black stilettos and pushed her softly so she would sit down, he got on his knees in front of her and spread her thighs wide, taking a long look at her most intimate place. He could smell her arousal and he leaned in and took a deep breath before running his tongue along her, stopping just below the patch of hair that was tickling his nose.
"Mmmmm...." Was all he said as he began to lick, every inch of her moist folds, while he feasted on her he made several growls in the back of his throat that rumbled through out her body, adding to her pleasure. He darted his tongue in and out of her opening, fucking her with his tongue for several minutes before moving to her clit and sucking on that. She was frantic now, close to cumming and his sweet little girl had begun to shout things like,
"Suck my clit harder." and "Oh fuck I'm gonna cum." Hearing those naughty words on her lips, brought on by his own lips made him harder and he reached down and began to stroke himself through his pants, while sucking and licking her to the edge. And when she did cum he didn't stop, he kept going, knowing he could never have his fill of her. Her hands soon stopped digging in his hair and her thighs fell apart on their own, he looked up at her she was beyond exhaustion. He chuckled and laid her down on the couch, tucking a blanket off the back, around her. He kissed her goodnight and whispered.
"I'll see you tomorrow. Get lots of rest." And with that he left her, she was asleep immediately.
The End
The taste, that's what it all came down to for Johnny. He knew other guys did it so that the girl would return the favour, or some just to get in a girl's pants. Other guys did it because they loved to get a girl off, making her scream and writhe about. But Johnny did it for the taste, he loved the taste of pussy. The sweet muskiness of a woman's arousal, making him drunk with lust. He remembered the first time like it was yesterday.
He was still pretty young and inexperienced, having only lost his virginity a few weeks before. He had watched enough porno's to know what he was supposed to do basically but he could still hear the crude comments of his buddies.
"Tastes, like chicken."
"Chicken? Pussy tastes like fish."
They had all laughed and Johnny had figured none of them knew what they were talking about.
So there he was, kissing Mary Beth Evan's stomach, nearing the spot between her thighs, he was just worried he would be really bad at it and she would tell everyone at school. Mary Beth's hands were grasping his hair, practically shoving him down there, there was no way he could back out now. He looked at her pussy for a moment, his first real close up of an actually one, not just a picture or some girl off a porno. Taking a deep breath he leaned in and just kissed her there, before hesitantly giving it a small lick. Mary Beth moaned softly so Johnny repeated the lick with a bit more confidence. He pondered the taste while he slid his tongue along her. Most definitely not chicken or fish, there was really nothing that tasted like anything he had ever eaten before but he liked it, in fact afterwards while he was sitting in History he was thinking about the taste. Wanted to taste it again.
As time went by he perfected his technique, learned to add a finger or two for added pleasure, discovered that sucking on the clit was a sure fire way to bring on orgasm but one thing never changed. When he met a woman he often wondered what she tasted like, it was almost an obsession for him. Not a weird fetish that took over his life so that he couldn't have sex any other way but the sort that he enjoyed doing so much he spent a great deal of time thinking about it. He knew the women he had dated had loved the oral part of him, probably stayed with him longer than they should have because of it but he didn't mind. He did find it strange that he could give a woman multiple orgasms even when she was barely speaking to him the rest of the time because of a disagreement.
And now he was standing at her door, a new woman, they had a few dates, she wasn't in the "business" and was still a bit overwhelmed by his celebrity. But she hadn't flung herself at him and seemed to be able to carry on a conversation that didn't include all the celebrities he had met.
Tonight he was going to taste her.
"Do you want to come in?" She asks. He nodded and walked past her, he'd been inside before but never after a date. She usually kissed him good night at her door.
"Do you want a drink?" She asked.
"No." He replied, wanting nothing but her. He moved toward her and kissed her lips softly. He knew he couldn't rush her, she was too independent to be man- handled and pressured into things. She opened her mouth and slid her tongue into his mouth. Pressing herself up against his length, her breasts squashing against his chest, he could feel her nipples through both their shirts. He ran his hands along her back until he cupped the firm globes of her ass into his hands, squeezing them and pulling her into him, fitting her more tightly against his dick. She had managed to get her hands under his shirt, caressing his smooth coffee coloured skin, her mouth was watering to taste it.
He trailed kisses from her lips across her cheek, to her ear and down her neck, gently biting the spot where her shoulder met her neck. She moaned and dug her nails into his skin, eliciting a groan from him. He took his hands from her bottom and slid them down to the hem of her short dress, slipping them under it, rubbing her thighs and her ass, with only a thin pair of panties, separating him from her. He pushed her dress up higher, she lifted her arms above her head, allowing him to take it off of her completely. She didn't have a bra on and once the dress was off of her, he began to tease her breasts. Kissing them all over, in between and even underneath them but avoiding her sensitive nipples. She finally couldn't take it anymore and grabbed his ears and pulled his face to her breasts so that his mouth was against her aching nipple. He laughed softly against them before he darted his tongue out and swirled it around the hardened flesh. She gasped and moved her hands off his ears and into his shiny hair, letting the strands tickle her fingers. Johnny finally took one fully into his mouth and sucked on it, softly at first, and building up to a harder suction and then biting it between his teeth, he felt her body jerk and she emitted a load groan. Knowing she liked that he repeated the actions a few more times. While his mouth was busy, he snaked his hand down to her pussy, he could feel she was already wet through her panties, he rubbed her lightly through them and she bucked against his hand, wanting, needing more.
"I have to taste you." He groaned against her tit and then began to walk her backward toward her couch. Once there he pulled her panties off, over her shoes so she was still wearing the black stilettos and pushed her softly so she would sit down, he got on his knees in front of her and spread her thighs wide, taking a long look at her most intimate place. He could smell her arousal and he leaned in and took a deep breath before running his tongue along her, stopping just below the patch of hair that was tickling his nose.
"Mmmmm...." Was all he said as he began to lick, every inch of her moist folds, while he feasted on her he made several growls in the back of his throat that rumbled through out her body, adding to her pleasure. He darted his tongue in and out of her opening, fucking her with his tongue for several minutes before moving to her clit and sucking on that. She was frantic now, close to cumming and his sweet little girl had begun to shout things like,
"Suck my clit harder." and "Oh fuck I'm gonna cum." Hearing those naughty words on her lips, brought on by his own lips made him harder and he reached down and began to stroke himself through his pants, while sucking and licking her to the edge. And when she did cum he didn't stop, he kept going, knowing he could never have his fill of her. Her hands soon stopped digging in his hair and her thighs fell apart on their own, he looked up at her she was beyond exhaustion. He chuckled and laid her down on the couch, tucking a blanket off the back, around her. He kissed her goodnight and whispered.
"I'll see you tomorrow. Get lots of rest." And with that he left her, she was asleep immediately.
The End