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077: Ready To Beg
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2026-09-18 23:44:51
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The QB’s Nerdy Addiction 081: Name Your Price
I am, to put it mildly, not okay. Why? I’ll tell you why. Right now, I’m power-walking ahead of Trey along the winding dirt trails of the forest, trapped inside the absolute humiliation of a bright yellow duck onesie. To make matters infinitely worse, the ridiculous orange flipper slippers on my feet produce an annoyingly loud squeak-squish against the dirt and fallen leaves with every step I take. Squeak. Squish. Squeak. Squish. Trey’s been pouring out these soft, maddening little chuckles from behind me ever since I finally gave in and put the stupid thing on. We are heading back to The Vault so we can properly plan and set up to film our video. Honestly, though, I have zero clue what our concept is going to be yet. All I know is that it has to be something otherworldly if we want to beat Cherry and Shawn’s video hands down. Another major reason why I’m currently losing my mind?! A few minutes ago, I figured it was high time I let Jade know my whereabouts. Knowing my bestie, s
The QB’s Nerdy Addiction 080: Everyone Leaves
I release a loud, exasperated groan, pressing my hands against my burning face. He is utterly insufferable. "Okay, fine! You want me to spell it out?!" I drop my hands and glare up at him. "What you're doing to me–like eating me out, kissing me senseless, smacking my breasts and sucking on them until I lose my mind…" The more the words pour from my lips, the more my face feels like it's melting off my skull from sheer mortification. Meanwhile, Trey's pupils dilates, and he drops his gaze to my breasts like a starving wolf spotting a meal, tracking the rise and fall of my chest. The silence stretches on long after I stop talking, and the intensity of his stare is enough to make my core throb miserably. I really, really can't take the quiet anymore, so I breathe out, "Trey.” "Hmm?” His orbs remains glued to my breasts, not looking up an inch. "You're not answering me. I asked you a question." "And what was the question you asked again?" he asks lazily, lightly tracing the outlin
The QB’s Nerdy Addiction 079: Playboy or Nah?
Shame surrounds me like a shield far weightier than anything I've felt tonight. Even the humiliation of having to quack in the first place doesn't compare to the way Trey's wicked chuckle comes through right after. I instantly clamp my mouth shut, crossing my arms over my chest, deciding right then and there: Nope. I've quacked. I am officially done. Trey lifts a brow, his lips twitching with amusement. "You can't be serious right now, can you? You and I both know you were expected to do the full duck stance and all, and I didn't exactly see you uttering the full lines about wanting my release now, did I?" "Trey, come on! There was nothing stated in my fantasy about actually reciting a whole dramatic monologue relating to wanting your release. All it stated was to quack for your release, and that's all!" "Potato, potahto," he says. "Now go on, sweetheart. You've already wasted too much time. The time you spent complaining, you could have already done it, and we'd be over this alre
The QB’s Nerdy Addiction 078: The Joker’s Preference
My feet are glued to the damp ground as I blink stupidly, my chest heaving and my entire body trembling from the sudden withdrawal. I’m so shocked I could genuinely commit murder right on the spot. My jaw hangs open, but no words come out because my brain has completely stalled out. Trey doesn't even look guilty. With calmness from God knows where, he brings his hand up to his face, stares at the slick coating covering his fingers, and maintains eye contact with me as he slowly licks his fingers clean. My ladybits clearly haven’t learnt her lesson, because at that moment, she clenches around nothing! "Still so fucking sweet.” Lowering his hand, a smug satisfaction covers his sharp features. "And that... is exactly what I was trying to figure out just now." I manage to find my voice, though it sounds like a strangled squeak. "W-what?" "I was trying to see if I actually preferred you to quack nude, or if I wanted you to put that onesie on.” My jaw drops even further. "You... you
The QB’s Nerdy Addiction 077: Ready To Beg
"T-Trey..." A wicked grin covers his face. "Yes, sweetheart? I believe I got that right, didn't I? Those were, in fact, the exact words written in that ridiculous list of yours, weren't they?" "Y-yes, but–" "But what? Or wait... would you prefer to put on the onesie and the flipper slippers to complete the look? It would look a bit strange if you're quacking completely nude, don't you think?" The moment he says it, my brain betrays me. I instantly conjure a mental image of myself standing naked in the middle of a dark forest, flapping my arms and quacking like a distressed waterfowl. My entire face flames up so hot I'm pretty sure I could cook an egg on my cheeks. I squeeze my lids shut, wishing the earth would literally crack open and swallow me whole. Trey chuckles softly. "You pictured it, didn't you?" I don't bother answering–I'm way too mortified to form words. But he doesn't seem to mind my silence one bit. "So, what'll it be, sweetheart?” he asks. “The onesie... or doin
The QB’s Nerdy Addiction 076: Master Class
The mere reminder of the APEX intro video countdown ticking away in the back of my head is all the motivation I need. In the next second, I open my mouth wide, wrap my lips firmly over my teeth, and swallow the head of Trey’s shaft. "Shit..." he groans as I take him in. He’s so thick that my jaw immediately aches, locking up the moment his length hits my tongue. I can't fit all of him–not even close–so I pause to look up at him through my lashes, only to see him staring down at me with an utterly starved expression. "That's it, sweetheart..." he rasps. "Now your hands... take my balls in your palm." I obey instantly, keeping my eyes on his as I gently cup his warm weight. Feeling the solid fullness of his sack resting in my palm triggers a wicked urge inside me. I softly squeeze and roll his weight in my fingers, testing his boundaries. "Fuck!" His head snaps back toward the trees as his hips twitch involuntarily into my face. "Fuck, sweetheart... that’s so fucking perfect.
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