Sonya’s Siren Song Part 2 – Educating Sonya

This story continues on directly from my first story, Sonya’s Siren Song.

In the morning, I opened my eyes, and there was Sonya, in the bed beside me, still fast asleep. I realised that whatever happened last night had really happened, and there was no going back. I wasn’t sure what would happen when she awoke, but just in case, I quietly slipped out of the side of my bed, and put my pyjama pants back on.

I looked down at the still-sleeping Sonya, lying with her back to me, and I remembered that under the covers, she probably still had her silk nightdress pulled up, and would be naked from the waist down. It was an arousing thought, and of course, my body responded. I crept to the en-suite bathroom, closing the door to avoid disturbing her, and I cleaned my teeth and washed my face with cold water.

I crept back to the bed, and slid carefully in beside Sonya, who stirred anyway, and then turned to look at me. She blinked, and her face brightened, and she said, “So, it wasn’t just a sexy dream.”

I shook my head, not entirely sure what to say. “No, it wasn’t a dream.” Then, I added, “You okay?”

Sonya stretched, and said, “Mmmmm, very much so,” and then she rolled over and put her left arm around me in the bed, with her face close to mine.

“I mean, are you okay with what happened last night?” I said.

“I wouldn’t change a thing,” Sonya answered, looking me straight in the eyes, “What about you? Are you okay?” she asked, a little seriously.

“I’m great,” I said, smiling.

“I know you’re great,” she said, smiling back playfully, “and I’ve still got the tingly feelings inside me to show for it.”

Sonya moved her face closer, and kissed me, and said, “Hey, you cheated! You’ve already brushed your teeth!” She pulled her face away, and said, put her hand over her mouth, and said, “I’ve probably got an advanced case of Dragon Mouth!”

No,” I said, “There’s nothing wrong with your breath!” I kissed her again, to show her it was true.

Sonya looked toward the door of the en-suite, and said, “All this kissing has given me an idea,” looking back at me, “Leon, does your bathroom have room for two?” Her smile was mischievous again.

“I don’t know. I’ve never tried to find out,” I answered. I had a feeling I was going to like where this was leading.

“I always thought you were more adventurous than that,” she said, obviously making plans in her head. She got out of the bed on her side, stood up, shaking her silk nightie back down, not that it covered much of her, and said, “We should get ourselves cleaned up, so you can give me some revision on some of that tutoring you gave me last night.” She ran her fingers through her hair, to smooth it back out of her face, and said, “If you’re not in there in two minutes, I’ll start without you.” She headed towards the en-suite, and just before the door, she peeled her nightdress over her head, and the last thing I saw was the wiggle of her pert little bottom, as she walked in and turned left to get in the shower.

I got out of bed again, as I heard Sonya turning on the shower, and I walked to the en-suite. Sonya was in the shower recess, already soaking wet under the shower. I took in the vision of her lovely body, with her slim, but curvy shape, and those modestly-sized, but perfectly-shaped breasts, their nipples a dark shade of pink, and her patch of pubic hair, now slightly darker than usual because it was wet.

My cock hardened even more at the sight. Sonya smiled, and opened the glass door, and she stepped closer to me in the opening. She put her hands on my shoulders, and pulled me down to her, and kissed me on the mouth. It was a soft and sexy kiss. Then, holding my gaze, she started to unbutton my pyjama shirt, which was getting wetter as I stood there.

“Take off your P.J.’s and come in with me,” she smiled invitingly, speaking in a soft voice.

I peeled off my now-wet pyjama top, and dropped it on the floor, and then I took off my pyjama shorts, dropping them with my shirt. My cock was hard, and inspired by the sight of Sonya, and the feel of her in my arms, I have to say it was pretty impressive for a guy my age. Sonya used the soap to lather up her hands, and with her right hand, she took hold of my cock, and began washing it in a slow wanking motion.

The feeling was delightful, and I shuddered, and made an involuntary hiss through my teeth. “Don’t come in my hand,” Sonya said, looking up from her work, “I’ve got plans for this.”

Sonya reached up and detached the showerhead on its flexible hose, from the hook on the shower recess wall, and rinsed the lather off my cock. Then, only after she had replaced the showerhead, she took me in her arms again, and said, with a bright smile, “All fresh and clean and ready for action.” She kissed me again, another slow, soft, sexy kiss, and said, “I’ve never been taken from behind, Leon. I think it’s time for you to show me what it’s like.”

This time, I bent down myself, and kissed her on the mouth, starting slow and soft, but then pressing her lips to mine, holding her there for a moment, and then breaking the kiss to say, “Well, I am responsible for your education.” The look on her face showed she was ready to take instructions.

I took hold of her shoulders, and gently turned her around to face the tiled wall of the shower recess behind her. “Just put your hands out and lean against the wall,” I said, and she did so, and I knelt down, and gently moved her legs apart. I could have simply asked her to spread them, but it was a good reason for me to handle her lovely thighs. Before getting back up, I gave her a soft kiss on her left buttock, and stood up. She had her head turned back over her left shoulder, so on the way up, I kissed her again, soft and slow, on her mouth, and I said, “Just bend forward a little.” She bent as I asked, presenting her beautiful bottom, and the entrance to her and pussy, to me.

I put my left arm around her and across her belly, and I used my right hand to guide my hard cock to the opening of her pussy. The slick wetness of her pussy opening was in contrast to the warm water that was running onto us from the shower head, and she flinched a little as the head of my cock entered her. Knowing how deep a man goes into a girl’s pussy from behind, I took about half a dozen gentle strokes before I was fully inside her, and I heard Sonya say, “I feel really full when you do it like that.”

I started a gentle fucking motion, holding Sonya steady with my left arm, and bracing myself against the wall with my right hand, taking it nice and steady. It was only a few moments before she arched her back, and bowed her head, and said, “Every time you move, it feels so good I can hardly stand it!”

I stopped my gentle thrusting to give her time to relax again, and adjusted my stance slightly, so I wasn’t going in as deep. “I’ll just try it like this,” I said, as I began to move inside her again. She took a deep, shuddering breath, and said, rather breathlessly, “Oh, that feels so good!” I kept the movement just like that for a minute or two, with neither of us saying anything, but I could hear Sonya’s breathing becoming faster and deeper. Her snug, wet little pussy was fitted perfectly to my hard cock, and I began to increase the pace a little, as Sonya turned her head over her left shoulder to kiss me deeply as we fucked in that position, under the warm water from the shower.

Then, Sonya’s whole body stiffened, and she made a little, constricted, squealing noise in her throat, and her whole body seemed to go a little limp. I took her weight in my arms and she turned her head back again to kiss me, and said, “That was so good, I can hardly stand up!”, smiling and breathing hard at the same time. I took my still-hard cock from her pussy, and I turned her to face me.

“You better dry off and sit down,” I said, but Sonya answered with, “But you haven’t come yet.”

I was about to say that was okay, but she said, “Let me get down on all fours and you can keep going. I want you to come, too.” How could I argue with an invitation like that?

I let go of her shoulders, and she got a towel from the rack, and got down, putting the towel under her knees on the tiled floor, so her pussy and bottom were just inside the shower recess. Taking her cue, I knelt down and gently slid my rigid cock into her welcoming pussy, once again, taking a few strokes before I was right inside. I started to fuck her gently, from behind, and with every few strokes I could feel the sensitive head of my cock touching right up inside, probably moving against her cervix. “That feels,” Sonya said, with a strain sounding in her voice, and pausing to swallow, “totally full.”

“I always goes in deeper this position,” I said, as I gently fucked her, revelling in the feel of her snug little pussy around my cock. Sonya flinched, jerking her whole body, and said, “I think you’re getting my G-spot,” with a voice a little louder than I expected. I started to move the head of my cock right to the opening of her pussy with each out-stroke, watching the lips of her pussy closing around it, and then thrusting back inside gently, but as deeply as I felt I could without making her uncomfortable.

Sonya bowed her head again, and stiffened her back, saying, “Again! I think I’m gonna come again!” She took another ragged breath, and said, “Leon, I think I’m gonna come again! I can’t believe it!” Her voice was already wavering.

I was also getting closer to orgasm, and the sight of Sonya’s body as she started to come, and the ecstatic sound of her voice, were making it more difficult for me to hold on, but I tried to last just that little longer.