Rescuing Sweet Olivia 12

DISCLAIMER:

This is a fictional story. I do not condone rape or anyone being forced to anything. If the Non Consensual stories, rape fictional fantasies are not your piece of cake, or make you feel uncomfortable, please quit reading and search under a different category. This story contains forced sex, reluctant sex, kidnapping, abduction, and some dark scenarios that might disturb you. Discretion is advised.

Please remember this story is part of RESCUING SWEET OLIVIA SERIES. My advice for you is to read all previous Chapters in order so to enjoy way better the story and it's characters

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RESCUING SWEET OLIVIA 12

Sophia woke up in a comfortable bed. As she regained her consciousness she could realize that she was once again naked, as she had been most of the last days. Her body ached and her limbs weighted like a bunch of stones. Doing a quick assessment she found her crotch as the most beaten part of her body yet her ass and legs were at the limit of exhaustion.

Sophia slowly got up and glimpsed all around. She was alone in a room she didn't recognize. Some fuzzy memories from her past night stroke her mind making her shiver just by the memory of It.

Opening the door in front of her she found a corridor that led to other rooms on her right side. A delicious aroma came from her left. Her memory immediately snapped to the image of a hot cup of coffee and some toasts.

Without even thinking about it, her feet started to walk left. A large dining room appeared in front of her eyes. Sitting at her right side was Olivia. Next to her were two of her boys. Olivia was wearing a beautiful red grown, barely concealing her body beauties, and her boys were simply wearing some tight slips that enhanced their big (although dormant) attributes between their legs.

Sophia felt a bit naked in that situation. She felt the proud glance of both Olivia and her boys as they watched her battered body and her funny walking. Anyway she was not going to chicken out because of it. She needed to get Olivia on her side and was committed to achieve it.

"I can have my breakfast gladly between those legs. There's a lot to eat there!!" One of the guys whispered a bit loud for everyone to hear.

"Guys!!! Guys!!! Don't be that greedy!! I'm sure Sophia would love to spend some time with you as soon as she recovers!!" Olivia interceded "Even when she loves your cocks, look at her, she can't take them now!!"

Sophia didn't know if she should thank Olivia's intervention or blame her for supporting her always slutty condition. Anyway Sophia was crystal clear that something had changed inside her as long as she couldn't help but stare at those guys' bulges.

Sophia thanked Olivia for her hospitality and sat next to her on the other side of the boys. Olivia handed her a cup so she could get some coffee. Sophia stood up and went to the coffee jar, her walking was still funny and her completely naked body made her feel all their eyes were fixed on her. By the moment she returned to the table she was a bit blushed and both Olivia and her boys laughed at it.

She was sipping her coffee and enjoying the energy replenishing meal when she felt Olivia's hand caressing her thighs under the table. She immediately jolted and almost spilled her coffee as she felt that unexpected contact. Once again Olivia and her crew laughed at her reaction.

"You're so nervous, girl!!!" One of the guys said. "You'd better chill out!!"

"I wish I could!!" Sophia replied. "But sometimes it gets too hard when everyone wants to fuck you anytime anywhere!!"

"You didn't seem to have a hard time when your body was deliriously cumming while we fucked you!!" Joked one of the guys.

"And I've never heard you asking me to stop when we played together last night!!" Said Olivia.

Sophia felt a bit ashamed of her own body response as she heard their words. It was true. Some kind of Stockholm Syndrome, or even a Pavlovian reflexes reaction made her getting wet and moaning with just a minimum stimulation.

"That's something I wanted to share with you in private." Sophia said to Olivia

"Why do you need it to be 'private'," Olivia asked. "I have no secrets with my boys."

"Besides, we already know the deepest parts of your holes." One of the guys said. "We can tell how many wrinkles your asshole has!!" He joked laughing.

Sophia blushed again. He didn't need to be so gross!! Either way she was feeling a dead end in having a private conversation with Olivia. She'd better improvise and get things over.

There was a philosophical point she had to address with Olivia. Her concept of freedom and her wish to get to her old lifestyle. Furthermore she already was 5 days late to her missing period and that was driving her crazy. She needed to get out of there as soon as she could either with Olivia's help or without it.

Sophia felt her heart racing and realized she'd better calm down and play cool.

"I wanted you to share your childhood story with my followers." She started saying. "You deserve your story to be heard!!"

"And I don't know if you want your boys to hear about something that intimate!" She played her card again.

"I don't have any secrets with them." Olivia insisted. "I can share anything openly over this table. Just ask me"

"I see." Sophia replied. "So. Why don't you tell us how you ended up asking your brother Alpha for help? How old were you when you got pregnant, and how did it happen?"

Olivia's face got a stern look as her memories hit her mercilessly. Sophia was driving her to the darkest night of her soul and it evidently hurt. Olivia felt trapped in her own words, as she already said there was nothing she couldn't share with her boys.

Her mind went to the past, towards a painful unhealed wound she buried in her memory. As soon as she started to describe the scene, her memories got more vivid.

It was a week after her 18th birthday. It was late and she was at home with her mom. She was a bit anxious, as she had promised her a surprise gift she was elusive to speak about.

She got surprised when some of her mom's friends started to arrive at her home. She wasn't aware of any party she was giving, nor did she know any of those strange men that were animatedly talking and drinking in the living room.

Anyway, as her mother insisted, she got involved in the reunion. Her mother told her she'd better get used to socializing as a grown up girl. So she did and soon she was accepting some drinks they offered her. Olivia was not used to heavy drinking at that time and after the third glass of alcohol she started to feel dizzy and her reactions went slow

There was something remarkable that she recalled about that moment. She had never seen her mom nearby, nor did she remember her being worried about her. All she could remember was the funny taste of the last drink. Drunk as she was at that moment, she didn't pay much attention and emptied the glass in a matter of minutes.

Her body started to feel odd. She laid limp over the couch and felt it hard to move. Even moving a finger was a damned effort. Her dizziness slowly started to wear out, but her impossibility to move was getting worse by the second.

Completely aware of what was happening around her, Olivia was carried over one of the men's shoulders. Unable to move, unable to scream, she was terrified. Who were those men? Where was mom? What did they make her drink?

Still dressed in her college uniform she could feel the cold air going up her calves, her thighs, and reaching her crotch from under her skirt. Even when she tried to flail on top of him, her legs couldn't move. She felt like a ragdoll dropped over her own bed, watching four unknown men around her. Dread surged through her veins as their wicked smiles showed their indecent intentions.

Unable to fight she felt them unbuttoning her shirt, exposing her delicate white bra with lace pink borders. Both shame and rage invaded her from their lusty staring at her young bosom. Next she felt a hand going up her leg and caressing her thighs under her plaid skirt. It was outrageous. Nobody touched her that way ever!! Who did they think they were?? She tried to cry for mom's help, but the only sound that escaped her throat was a feeble moan.

In a matter of seconds both her shirt, her skirt and her shoes were tossed over a chair while they played with her sweetly childish underwear. Although she had recently had her 18th birthday, she still had a lot of her clothes that remained from her past years. Some unclear talking between them told her they were still negotiating certain terms. Olivia powerless stared at them, knowing she was the matter of that negotiation.

Finally they seemed to agree on something. One of the guys took a folding knife from his pocket and tore both bra straps, unhooking it from her back and taking it to his nose to smell it. Her tits were now exposed in their full magnificence. Her nipples started to harden both from feeling the cool air, and also from some internal driving she could not fully explain at that moment. Being stared that way by that group of men was something that drove her to shame, but also tingled somewhere inside her body.

When she felt the knife cutting the edges of her matching panties, Olivia closed her eyes. The winner of that panties rubbed them over her instinctively wet crotch, just to smell them afterwards. The second trophy was gone and there was no other cloth they could entertain with now. Olivia immediately knew she was next, her body was next, and a dreadful sensation invaded her body unusually wetting her even more.

Olivia was utterly surprised that even when she was unable to react, her skin, her flesh was completely sensitive to their touch. An internal sensation of jolting pulsed inside her when she felt a mustachioed mouth go over her left nipple and suck it over and over until it got hard as a stone. Even when she wanted to cry "NOOOO!!!!!" she was unable to react and could only endure the unrequested pleasure that he was giving her. Right away and before she could recover from that assault, she felt her right nipple being sucked, softly bitten and licked.

Olivia was about to go crazy. Completely nude over her own pink sheets of her bed she was being given an unwilled pleasure session that threatened to put her sexuality upside down. She had already had some experiences with a couple of college boys, but even though they weren't that bold or experienced as those men were showing they were. Without even touching her crotch they had already achieved to get her damping wet.

As soon as she felt a pair of hands grabbing her ankles, her body shivered and a moan escaped her muted throat. A pair of strong hot hands now were opening her legs by the upper part of her knees, making her feel how exposed her slit was. She hadn't trimmed her bush lately, so when the man combed it, caressing it, she wanted to scream. It was her sacred place, her treasure, her virginity. Something mom taught her to protect. But... Where was mom now that she needed her to protect her?

A tongue slowly slid all along her slit. It was hot and wet. She was hot and wet also. Her prudishness was slowly fading to the sensations her own body was feeling. He was skillfully opening her slit, with no hurry, no rush. He was taking his time to taste her. Before she could regain her mind a restless tongue was burying inside her slit and caressing her love channel.

Another couple of fingers found her already swollen clit and started rubbing it over its hood. Olivia sighed as she felt the fire burning in her. Her whole body was on fire, burning under those perverts' whims. There was nothing she could do to stop it, nor even control it.

Feeling like a sexualized object under those men she fought her own prejudice against what her body was feeling. Those uncontrollable sensations were way out of control and menaced her to go mad. She gradually realized that the only way to survive this was to lower her fight and let herself go with it. Her feelings weren't unpleasant, on the contrary they were making her feel sensations she had never imagined possible. She made up her mind to release her guilt, and found out that there was no blame on her for enjoying being sexually stimulated. That allowed her to free herself to newer levels of arousal. Her crotch was at the blink of a strong building orgasm. She finally quit fighting back, just enabling her to explode in a body shaking orgasm that sent a flood of her body juices over her pussy and staining the bedsheets.

She was just recovering from her recent unexpected orgasm when she saw a big stiff swollen cock in front of her face. He was rubbing his precum leaking tip over her pretty young lips. He was smearing her red lipstick all over his shaft as a future trophy of her about to be abused mouth.

It didn't take long for Olivia's lips to open and let that meatpole enjoy her mouth. She had never before allowed any boy to play with her mouth, even less she was appealed to the idea. It sounded gross and demeaning to her. But now that she was feeling that warm throbbing intruder having its way into her mouth, she felt it surprisingly hot. She couldn't help but sense every vein, every bump or rugosity, and wonder how it would feel inside her still quivering pussy.

The feeling of emptiness between her legs started to grow more and more desperate. It had never appeared before in her life. It was a complete new craving and she was unfamiliar with how to deal with it.

To worsen things a bit more, something was happening between her legs, as she felt a playful finger caress her inner labia and slowly go through the entrance of her love tunnel. A stronger moan escaped her throat, just muffled by the cock inside her throat.

Olivia could feel that man's crotch hair rubbing her nose. His distinctive scent was something she would never forget, imprinted in her soul. Her quick and short breathing through her nose followed the rhythm of the finger drawing new sensations inside her pussy.

She was melting herself. Her body was utterly aroused beyond help. A shadow moved behind the man in her mouth. Eclipsed by his muscular body she glimpsed something was happening, but couldn't figure out what. Not that she might have reacted, as she was still powerless to move, but to brace herself for what was to come next.

Suddenly all activity between her legs stopped and everyone retreated, leaving her with a profound void feeling. Olivia was about to bemoan for the missing stimulation, when she felt a familiar feeling at the entrance of her pussy.

"Oh no!! Don't do it!!! Get out!!!" Olivia tried to yell, but her throat was silent and only incoherent moans escaped her mouth.

The man on top of her slowly rammed his rock hard cock inside her defenseless pussy. She felt her pussy walls yielding to the intruder's unconsented penetration. His cock was sliding inside her and her body was accepting it, even enjoying it.

When he was balls deep inside her, Olivia heaved in shock. He was big and warm. His dick was stretching her in a very pleasant way she had never experienced before. His slow and calculated movements were driving her mad.

Olivia's pussy was on fire. She felt an unstoppable burn that was building inside her. None of her boyfriends had ever made her feel that way. She surprised herself being able to clench her fists as her body was rocked by the increasing speed of the guy fucking her.

Her tits swang under his increasing thrusts' power. He was panting and moaning while grabbing her tits and playing with them.

"What a tight delicious pussy you have, Olivia!!" He whispered while staring at her eyes. "I'll love filling you with my cum!!"

Olivia heard his deep tone voice and her pussy throbbed in arousal. She could no longer think clearly. Her body was demanding to orgasm, and all she could think of was the thick warm cock pumping inside her. Something in her mind told her it was forbidden when she heard him saying he will cum inside her. But that only added to her arousal.

Her body tensed, her legs trembled, and a fireworks explosion sensation in her pussy made her moan even louder when she came. It was the weirdest orgasm she had ever had. All her skin went extra sensitive, but only her pussy was gushing. She could feel her pussy walls contacting over the rock solid cock inside her, milking him, craving for his cum.

Only a few seconds later he trembled and after burying deep inside her, he spurted jet after jet of hot copious semen inside her pussy. Olivia was brought back to the peak of her orgasm as she felt the warm cargo being delivered and plastered deep inside her sex.

He remained a couple of minutes on top of her while both of them regained their breath. Olivia felt his cock shrinking and easily getting out of her pussy. A trail of semen mixed with her own fluids smeared her inner thigh as he pulled out. Her open pussy lips were now oozing the overflowing cum that ran to her asscheeks and puddled in her bedsheet below her.

She was now realizing how bad her situation was. She wasn't under any birth control method. She always relied on getting her boyfriends to use a condom. But that guy didn't care at all. He had just come inside her carelessly, probably knocking her up!!

But her thoughts were abruptly interrupted as the second guy climbed between her legs, on top of her and buried a new hot stiff cock inside her.

Olivia moaned again. She was feeling her body slowly getting back as she could silently shriek to the renewed abuse. Her body didn't have enough time to get down from the first devastating orgasm when this guy started to make her feel that delicious rubbing of her most intimate and sensitive part of her body.

Olivia managed to move her face from side to side nodding no. But he didn't care. Caressing her tits, playing with her nipples and even kissing her neck and earlobes he was determined to fuck her brains out again.

This time Olivia's body had a mind of its own. Despite her efforts to remain in control, her body started to shiver again. He was so good at fucking her, and her mind was so feeble after the first fuck that she was soon panting and moaning at the edge of another climax.

She couldn't stare at him. She was so ashamed of her own body betrayal that she firmly closed her eyes.

"Don't shut your eyes Olivia!!" He whispered to her. "Just tell us how much you love getting fucked."

He was true. But yet, that was a truth too shameful to accept. She had always played the good prudish girl. But now she was being gangbanged by some random guys and enjoying it!!

The mere thinking about the scene got her hotter, and she was once again on the edge of a new orgasm. Her mind pictured her spread eagle on top of her bed, her pussy lips open and craving for a new fuck. It was as if she could watch herself from above. She looked so filthy and disgracefully used as a fuck toy, yet she was loving it!!

Next thrusts of the engorged dick inside her pussy, made her feel so full, so hot, that she shivered, feeling her own arousal consuming her. Without her having any control about it, she felt her pussy spasming again in a fireworks-like burning sensation. Her pussy walls were eagerly pumping the guy inside her, craving for another load of warm seed exploding inside her. She was getting addicted to the sensation of feeling her pussy full of warm cum and feeling it reaching her cervix. Her mind long gone just didn't care about getting knocked up anymore. She was enjoying her feminine need to be inseminated.

Olivia was panting when the next guy climbed between her legs and continued fucking her. She could almost hear the sploshing sound of her already overflowed pussy being rammed again. This last guy was way bigger than the previous ones. She watched in awe his dangling cock the size of her own wrist.