Sex in the shower required a degree of balance that took a little while to master. I lifted her into my arms and then slowly lowered her onto my cock,...filling her slowly and surely. She leaned back against the tiled wall and groaned as I thrust into her, wrapping her legs around my middle to gain extra purchase. I feared that her shrill screams would awaken everybody in the house but as my own orgasm overlapped hers, we clung desperately to one another as we slid to the bottom of the bath in a. We both laughed at that. I pulled Mona into my arms and gently kissed her. While I didn’t want to date Mona, Mr. Happy still liked her.“My first time was on the little island. There’s an area where no one can see us. Want to help me recreate some memories?” I asked.Mona looked around, nervous someone might see us. Before she could chicken out, I took her hand and led her through the bushes into the private area that had a picnic table. The only people that might be able to see us were any who. Poop came snaking out into her new underwear, tenting it out. It remindedher of a bulge a penis would give her. She put her two fingers againsther throbbing clit and began rubbing. Once again all the nerve endingswere centered there. Her clit seemed to swell as the orgasm climbed. Shecouldn't believe what was happening. It actually felt like she wasgrowing a penis.Her orgasm peaked; she could swear her clit was never harder or bigger.Her balance lost, she fell back to her backside, smooshing. We flirted back and forth for a couple of months, and one day she showed up in my room. I was lecturing to a class of twenty students, and she walked up behind me and leaned against my desk, listening to my lecture.I finished and gave the students a written assignment. I then returned to stand behind my desk with Jenna. As the students worked, we started a whispered, casual conversation. She began to flirt in her own innocent way. She was attractive, but not a beauty in classical terms. Jenna.