
Play For Keeps
by Isabelle Drake
Excerpt:
Wasn’t ten minutes enough? Where was her mind-blowing
orgasm? Keera rolled to her
side and pulled out the directional pamphlet that came discreetly folded
up and tucked away in the package with the vibrator. She reread the
section for first timers. For the third time. It wasn’t fair.
She’d done everything right. Sure—it felt damn
good, but something was seriously missing. Either that or something was
seriously wrong. She wasn’t about to
accept the idea that something was wrong—she’d had lots of decent
orgasms before. Over thinking
everything, that had to be the problem. She’d come damn
fast with a total stranger—right in the grass—in a public place. Now that she
considered, most of those orgasms had been a while ago, before she’d
been surrounded by toys and sex talk day and night. And bombarded by the
notion that she should be a walking talking ad for hot, wild sex
twenty-four hours a day. Somehow, she had to
sort this problem out. She grabbed the package again. The vibrator
promised ‘awe-inspiring sensations.’ Where were they? All she felt was a
vague sensation, a slow gentle heat filling her pussy. Her whole body
tingled, all her nerve endings were sensitive and alert, but that was as
far as things went. Where was the rest of it? Damn. She wasn’t turned
on, she was irritated and…and…something she couldn’t identify. Whatever
it was she wouldn’t label it as a good thing. It was sort of an
all-consuming sensation that wouldn’t get better or get worse. It just
was. And whatever it was
it wasn’t going away. And she wasn’t
going to take the easy way out and masturbate. Somehow that seemed just
too pathetic. Thoroughly annoyed,
Keera slipped the vibrator out and kicked it to the bottom of her
sleeping bag. Maybe she’d try it again tomorrow morning but for now she
needed to get some fresh air, maybe walk off the lingering tension
tugging on her nerves, thanks to the stupid, fucking toy. The pun wasn’t lost
on Keera, but she was too frustrated to laugh as she pulled on her
sweatpants, getting ready to slip out of her tent and get some much
needed fresh air. “Hey man, you got
any smokes?” Keera bolted up,
holding the tie to her pants with both hands. What the hell?