It was a three hour drive to the cabin. The whole way she was whimpering and writhing in the seat next to Desmond. She watched him play with his cock until she couldn't take it anymore. Then she was on her knees with her head in his lap as she licked the precum off of him.
"So desperate." He growled as he rubbed her back. "I need you too babygirl. It's not much further." He said and pushed her off and back to her seat.
"Desmond please." He could hear the tears in her voice as he turned onto the dirt road. "Can I ltake them off?" She whined pathetically.
"Take what off darling?" He asked gently.
"My clothes. Can I take them off? They're uncomfortable."
"Yes baby doll. You can take them off now." It didn't take long for her to remove her shirt and skirt. He ganced over just as she tossed her bra into the back seat and reached for her panties. "Not those sugar." He said firmly as he stopped her hand. "I will take them off you when we get to the cabin." She whimpered and squirmed as she watched him with pleading eyes. "I swear you're going to make me cum again before we even get there. Fuck." He chided jokingly.
"I want to cum too." She said with a sexy pout.
"Ten more minutes and you can cum on my cock." He informed her as he slipped his hand into her panties again to porvide her with relief and bring her to the edge so she wouldn't feel the pain of her deflowering.
"Ah. Oh. Desmond, please." Clarity begged.
"Almost there lovely girl." They pulled up to the cabin and he shut off the truck. Desmond jumped out and rushed around to the passenger side to get the door. Even if she wanted to walk she wouldn't be able to. She was well into her heat now. He jerked the door open and spun her so he could pull her panties off of her body. He heard them tare and discarded the scraps behind him as he pulled her out of the vehicle and pushed her up to the side of it. He positioned his swollen head against her entrance and thrust into her hard. She cried out as her hymen tore and blood began to seep out of her with every thrust of his hips. He was not making love to her as he had planned. This was animalistic fucking nothing more.
As he expected, it only took a few thrusts for him to snarle out his release as she screamed and arched her back, riding an orgasmic high that only women in heat could possibly get. Her nails dug into his neck as she clung to him for dear life. He was panting in satisfaction when he grabbed her by the ass and carried her into the waiting cabin, his member still buried in her to the Hilt. Once inside he threw her down on the deep couch. He stripped off his clothes and climbed between Clarity's beautiful legs.
Hours of pleasure later and he finally sunk his teeth into the croock of Clarity's neck as she orgasmed again. His seed filled her and overflowed. Desmond had lost track of how many times he had filled her garden with his escence. All he knew was that she was most likely pregnant. At least he hoped she was. Currently she was making small mewling noises as she came slowly down from the sex induced high. Desmond pulled out of her and rolled to the side.
"Was that as good for you as it was for me?" Clarity sighed contentedly.
"You are the best I have ever had." He smiled down at her and kissed her lips pationately. His cock hardened again and brushed her leg.
"Mmm. I don't think I can take any more right now. I-" She froze as she looked down at his member. "Where is your condom?" She asked suspiciously.
"I didn't use one." He grinned at her only to see the look of horror on her pretty face. "What? What's wrong?"
"You no good, dirty...Of all the....Get off me! Bastard!" Clarity started hitting him around the chest and face.
"Ah! Hey! Stop!" He pleaded as he threw his arms up to protect his face.
"I can't believe you! How could you do this to me! I might be pregnant because of you!" She half screamed at him as she rolled off the couch and started to search the floor.
"How is that a bad thing?" He asked, perplexed by the duality of their views of the situation.
"Where are my clothes?" Clarity demanded harshly.
"In the truck." Desmond said calmly.
"Go get them and you are going to take me home right now!"
"Make me." He grinned at her again and put his hands behind his head.
"You-you-you sicophant! Bastard! Braggart! Illreputed! Hornswoggler! Mumbling cove! Ratbag! Wagtail!"
"Hey now. There's no call for that." He sat up and reached for her. "I don't know what half of what you said means but I know you're insulting me."
"Flapdoodle!" She screamed as she jerked out of his reach.
"Okay. I do know what that one means and you quite enjoyed my company." He ran his hand through his hair as he sighed heavily. "Just...calm down and let me explain."
"Explain what? That you were trying to get me pregnant?"
"Look-"
"Go get my clothes! NOW!!" She screamed as she picked up a lamp and launched it at his head. He dodged and it smashed against the wall.
"Can I at least get dressed first!"
"NO!" She launched a vase at him and missed as he ducked. The vase soared through the open door and crashed just passed the porch steps. A shout of hey let her know that they were no longer alone as the front door slammed shit behind Desmond. She hurriedly swiped the tears of rage and frustration off her cheeks as she wrapped a blanket around her naked body. "Today can't get any worse." She grumbled to herself.