Olivia Sin Fart Novels & Stories

The cold had reddened her straight nose and high cheekbones. “I’m back! You two rabbits better not be doing the nasty in my bed. You’ve already knocked her up, Chuck, no need to keep trying. And you better not be trying to find and hide my stash of vibrators again!” Olivia called out, but when her eyes spotted us, she choked, and her face became a lovely deeper shade of crimson. “Is what I would say if the said stash existed.” Lena laughed wholeheartedly and slapped her thigh. “In the words of Mr. McHottie over there, nice save!”

She knew she’d be criticized online for pretending to faint, but it was better than being forced to confess or swear an oath. When Olivia fainted, everyone present, as well as the viewers of the livestream, couldn’t help but think, "Seriously? Now of all times?" No one was fooled. Olivia’s over-the-top denial and sudden "fainting" were clear signs of guilt. As a result, not only did Lindsay's fans flood the comments with sarcastic remarks, but other viewers and fans of the show couldn’t resist mocking Olivia as well. Some of Olivia's fans fell silent, while others began to unfollow her.

“Yes, sorry, traffic was... well, traffic.” Vivian nodded, though her expression was far from impressed. “Let’s get started then, shall we?” Just as they began discussing the project, Olivia’s phone buzzed on the table. She glanced down and saw a text from Lily: 'You forgot to put on deodorant, didn’t you?' Olivia winced. She definitely had. Now she was trapped in a room with high-powered execs and no escape from her own rising anxiety or the lack of deodorant.

She blamed her momentary lapse in sanity as the aftereffects of her heat and proceeded with her plan. Olivia got out of bed and stalked to the bathroom, where she took a warm bath, trying to scrub the scent of sex and her mate’s woodsy scent clinging to her body. But she gave up when she rubbed her skin pink to the point of peeling it off, only for his scent to remain on her body. She got out of the tub and wrapped a white fluffy towel around herself before marching back to the room.

She is really pretty though. "Shut the fuck up, I'm not that big," Olivia complains, frowning with red cheeks. "Yes, you are," I let out and in that second her mouth drops open in complete offense, "I'm sorry. It's just that I still can't figure out how you're an omega being so... big.” "Are you calling me fat?" She exclaims with fire in her eyes and I lift my hands up to defend myself in case she wants to throw something at me. She looks like she would, "They meant my belly! I'm pregnant, not fat!"

“What are you doing, you buffoon?” I looked up and saw it was Olivia. “Is that your way to show off for Caleb? Putting on a whore outfit and rolling around the floor? Well, clearly it’s not working. You look like a freak. You can’t pull it off, I’m sorry to say. You’re about as sexy as a clam.” The pain was so severe, I couldn’t even respond. The frustration and the taunting made the pain even worse. I was trying to hold back tears, but it was futile.

"Calvin Whyatt might be rich, but he's a dirty cheating scumbag who I wouldn't touch if he was the last guy left on the planet." "And he's got a tiny pencil dick." Olivia calls from behind me. I spin around to look at her and she just shrugs. "Hey, you want the gossip to spread, you've got to make it juicy." "I was trying to stop the gossip, not spread more." I sink back down in my chair, stabbing a chip with my fork. She drops her head, looking me straight in the eyes with that devious little smirk on her face.

She could not even utter a single word. She has never known that a car could be ridden at such a high speed that it was practically flying. "Are you okay?" Nathan asked he unbuttoned his seat belt and helped Olivia undo hers. Olivia did not even look at him because her ears were still buzzing and she felt like she had grown deaf. "Come on, you will be fine after throwing up," Nathan said as he passed Olivia the trash can. Olivia immediately threw her guts up and it was only after ten minutes that she felt better.

Talk to you later. [Olivia] 💦

She rather scandalously called attention to her crotch and said, "I'm not sure what got into Jim, but his cum is just kind of spilling out of me everywhere. There is a huge wet spot around my legs." Women aren't supposed to say things like that, and Olivia said it in such a way that it just sounded slutty. And then looking to where she was pointing and seeing the mess I caused just made it look more slutty. That was starting to affect me. Usually I need about an hour to get hard again, but with the scene in front of me, I could feel myself stirring not minutes after I had just come. I wasn't the only one. Olivia's comments had made Jennifer giggle, but I could see Ken starting to move again.