You are so happy it’s wrong!

The shower section of the Aphrodite cabin is almost like those massive spa pools you see in resort ads. There are several tubs and shower stalls and you can’t believe all the designer brands of shampoos and conditioners that line the shelves.

“Woah...” You mumble.

Melanie nips at your neck, “Get ready, there are some sex positions only meant for the shower. I want to show you them all...”

You smirk and carry her over to a shower stall and turn the knobs on to let out a spray of hot water. The water hits your skin and immediately your body is filled with a rush of energy. Your dick stands to attention and Melanie gasps as you poke at her pussy. She gives you a sultry look and hooks her hands around your neck and slides her right leg up and around your waist before yanking you towards her. You slide into her with an already familiar ease and you both sigh in satisfaction. You pause for a moment to savor the sensation before swinging your hips. Before, it was about the wild abandon of losing your virginity and dominating her for teasing you. Now, you want to enjoy every single moment of sex, making sure you don’t miss any iota of feeling. You lock lips with her again and instead of aggressive tongue-wrestling, it’s a softer feeling of your tongues exploring each other’s mouth.

“This is called one leg up.” She moans into your mouth, “You — ah — feel so good!”

While you want to take your time with this, a thought occurs and you inwardly grumble.

You pull away and she gives you a curious and mildly worried look.

“We should probably do some activities, Tantalus will probably be looking for a reason to punish us and I don’t want him angry at you.” You say softly.

She groans, “If you don’t stop being so sweet and considerate, you’re going to give me diabetes, you know that? Fine pick me up and we’ll finish this with a rush!”

When you pick her up, without preamble she adjusts your hold and wraps her arms around your neck and her legs around your hips. She doesn’t hesitate before she drops onto your cock and she bounces herself against you. Your hands grip her ass as she jerks and you slam into her, making her cry out in pleasure.

“This...” She grunts, “Is the Hanging Garden! And you get to — hah — set the pace!”

With a wild grin you furiously pound at her and she tries to suck your soul through your mouth. It’s not too long before you feel her pussy clamp down on your dick as her own endurance simply can’t match yours with the water bolstering you. She mumbles something along the lines of ‘yesh...morsh’ into your mouth as you bring her to orgasm. She wails as even as she comes you refuse to let up and **** her through a series of aftershocks until you finally unload insider her and she sags in your grip. You try to set her on her feet but her legs fold under her and she whimpers.

“I can’t feel anything but tingles below my waist.” She whines, “You just had to give me a debilitating orgasm and then keep going?”

“You certainly weren’t complaining!” You quip.

She sticks her tongue out at you as you help her lather up.

You take the opportunity to fondle her body as she whimpers in arousal.