The moment his hands gripped my thighs, I knew he was in for the ride of his life. My muscles tensed under his touch, and I could feel the tension in his fingers as he tried to steady himself. He was nervous, but that only made this more exciting. I leaned down, brushing my lips against his ear, and whispered, "You ready for this?"He nodded, his eyes wide with a mix of fear and anticipation. I couldn't help but smile. This nerdy guy had no idea what he was getting into. I straightened up, positioning myself over his body, my thighs straddling his waist. The way his chest rose and fell with each breath was almost hypnotic. He was so tiny compared to me, so vulnerable. It turned me on more than I cared to admit."Hold on tight," I commanded, my voice dripping with authority. "I'm about to lift you."His grip tightened on my legs, and I could see the hesitation in his eyes. But there was no backing out now. I shifted my weight, using my core strength to hoist him upward. His feet left the ground, and for a second, he looked like a deer caught in headlights. But then, he relaxed into it, trusting me completely.I adjusted him so that his back was pressed against my chest, my arms wrapped around his torso. From this angle, I could see the disbelief and awe on his face. He was in my domain now, completely at my mercy. And I reveled in it."Alright," I murmured, guiding him towards the bed. "Time to try something new."I set him down gently, positioning him on his back. He looked up at me, his eyes questioning. I smiled, my hand moving to stroke his cheek. "Don't worry," I reassured him. "Just let me take control."I climbed onto the bed, straddling his hips once more. But this time, I flipped him over so that he was lying flat on his stomach. His body stiffened beneath me, but I didn't let that deter me. I wanted him to understand that this was my game, and he was merely a player in it.Using my strength, I lifted him again, this time turning him so that he was facing upward. His eyes met mine, and for a moment, everything else faded away. There was just us, and the intense connection we shared."Look at you," I teased, my voice low and husky. "So small and helpless."A blush spread across his cheeks, but I could tell he was excited. He liked being at my mercy, enjoyed the thrill of not knowing what I would do next. I shifted my position, bringing him closer to the edge of the bed. His legs dangled awkwardly, but I didn't care. All that mattered was the look of pure pleasure on his face.I leaned down, kissing him deeply. His lips were soft against mine, and I could taste the sweet anticipation radiating off him. I pulled away, trailing kisses down his neck, my hands roaming over his body. His skin was smooth, and I could feel his heart pounding beneath my fingertips."Do you trust me?" I asked, looking into his eyes.He nodded, his breath coming in short gasps. "Yes," he whispered.I grinned, my confidence growing. "Good," I said, lifting him slightly. "Because I'm going to show you something you've never experienced before."I positioned him so that his back was flush against the mattress, his legs spread wide. I hovered above him, my body casting a shadow over his small frame. His eyes trailed up to meet mine, and I could see the mixture of fear and excitement bubbling beneath the surface."Ready?" I asked, my voice a seductive purr.He nodded, his hands trembling as they reached out to grasp my hips. I took that as my cue. With a controlled motion, I lowered myself onto him, feeling him fill me completely. His gasp echoed in the room, and I savored the sensation. This was how it was meant to be—me in control, him submitting to my every whim.I began to move, slowly at first, letting him adjust to the feeling. His hands clutched at my hips, trying to steady himself, but I knew he wouldn't last long. I increased the pace, my hips slamming into his with force. His moans grew louder, and I could feel his body tensing in preparation for release."That's it," I murmured, leaning down to kiss him again. "Let go for me."His orgasm hit hard, his body convulsing beneath mine. I continued to move, milking him for all he was worth. When he finally went limp, a satisfied grin spread across my face. I had done that. I had taken control, and he had loved every second of it.I eased off him, watching as he struggled to catch his breath. His eyes fluttered open, and he looked up at me with a mix of admiration and exhaustion. I brushed a strand of hair from his face, my thumb stroking his cheek."You did good," I whispered, my voice softer than before. "Now, how about we try something different?"He nodded, his eyes lighting up with curiosity. I helped him roll over, positioning him on his back once more. This time, I moved to sit between his legs, my hands resting on his thighs."Reverse missionary," I explained, seeing the blank look on his face. "You'll enjoy this, I promise."With that, I positioned myself over him, my knees on either side of his head. I could see the confusion in his eyes, but I ignored it, focusing instead on the task at hand. I lowered myself onto him, feeling him penetrate me from a new angle. The sensation was intense, and I couldn't help but moan at the contact."Oh God," I breathed, moving my hips in slow, deliberate circles. "This feels amazing."His hands found their way to my hips, gripping them tightly as he tried to match my rhythm. I leaned forward, bracing myself on his knees, and increased the pace. The angle allowed for deeper thrusts, and I could feel his length hitting places it hadn't before."Fuck," I groaned, my voice strained with effort. "You feel so good, baby."His grip tightened even more, and I knew he was close. I reached down, wrapping my hand around his shaft, and began to stroke him in time with my movements. His breath hitched, and I could see the strain in his eyes."Come on," I urged, my voice a sultry whisper. "Let go for me."His orgasm hit hard, his body arching off the bed as he spilled inside me. I rode out the waves of pleasure, my own release building with each passing second. When it finally hit, I collapsed onto his chest, my breath coming in ragged gasps.We lay there in silence for a moment, the only sound our combined breathing. Then, I lifted my head, looking down at him with a sly smile."What's next?" I asked, my voice playful. "More fun, or should we take a break?"

The protagonist takes control during a physical encounter, lifting and positioning their partner in various ways while engaging in different sexual positions. The chapter focuses on the dominance and submission dynamic, with the protagonist leading and guiding the experience for both parties.

The moment his hands gripped my thighs, I knew he was in for the ride of his life. My muscles tensed under his touch, and I could feel the tension in his fingers as he tried to steady himself. He was nervous, but that only made this more exciting. I leaned down, brushing my lips against his ear, and whispered, "You ready for this?"

He nodded, his eyes wide with a mix of fear and anticipation. I couldn't help but smile. This nerdy guy had no idea what he was getting into. I straightened up, positioning myself over his body, my thighs straddling his waist. The way his chest rose and fell with each breath was almost hypnotic. He was so tiny compared to me, so vulnerable. It turned me on more than I cared to admit.

"Hold on tight," I commanded, my voice dripping with authority. "I'm about to lift you."

His grip tightened on my legs, and I could see the hesitation in his eyes. But there was no backing out now. I shifted my weight, using my core strength to hoist him upward. His feet left the ground, and for a second, he looked like a deer caught in headlights. But then, he relaxed into it, trusting me completely.

I adjusted him so that his back was pressed against my chest, my arms wrapped around his torso. From this angle, I could see the disbelief and awe on his face. He was in my domain now, completely at my mercy. And I reveled in it.

"Alright," I murmured, guiding him towards the bed. "Time to try something new."

I set him down gently, positioning him on his back. He looked up at me, his eyes questioning. I smiled, my hand moving to stroke his cheek. "Don't worry," I reassured him. "Just let me take control."

I climbed onto the bed, straddling his hips once more. But this time, I flipped him over so that he was lying flat on his stomach. His body stiffened beneath me, but I didn't let that deter me. I wanted him to understand that this was my game, and he was merely a player in it.

Using my strength, I lifted him again, this time turning him so that he was facing upward. His eyes met mine, and for a moment, everything else faded away. There was just us, and the intense connection we shared.

"Look at you," I teased, my voice low and husky. "So small and helpless."

A blush spread across his cheeks, but I could tell he was excited. He liked being at my mercy, enjoyed the thrill of not knowing what I would do next. I shifted my position, bringing him closer to the edge of the bed. His legs dangled awkwardly, but I didn't care. All that mattered was the look of pure pleasure on his face.

I leaned down, kissing him deeply. His lips were soft against mine, and I could taste the sweet anticipation radiating off him. I pulled away, trailing kisses down his neck, my hands roaming over his body. His skin was smooth, and I could feel his heart pounding beneath my fingertips.

"Do you trust me?" I asked, looking into his eyes.

He nodded, his breath coming in short gasps. "Yes," he whispered.

I grinned, my confidence growing. "Good," I said, lifting him slightly. "Because I'm going to show you something you've never experienced before."

I positioned him so that his back was flush against the mattress, his legs spread wide. I hovered above him, my body casting a shadow over his small frame. His eyes trailed up to meet mine, and I could see the mixture of fear and excitement bubbling beneath the surface.

"Ready?" I asked, my voice a seductive purr.

He nodded, his hands trembling as they reached out to grasp my hips. I took that as my cue. With a controlled motion, I lowered myself onto him, feeling him fill me completely. His gasp echoed in the room, and I savored the sensation. This was how it was meant to be—me in control, him submitting to my every whim.

I began to move, slowly at first, letting him adjust to the feeling. His hands clutched at my hips, trying to steady himself, but I knew he wouldn't last long. I increased the pace, my hips slamming into his with force. His moans grew louder, and I could feel his body tensing in preparation for release.

"That's it," I murmured, leaning down to kiss him again. "Let go for me."

His orgasm hit hard, his body convulsing beneath mine. I continued to move, milking him for all he was worth. When he finally went limp, a satisfied grin spread across my face. I had done that. I had taken control, and he had loved every second of it.

I eased off him, watching as he struggled to catch his breath. His eyes fluttered open, and he looked up at me with a mix of admiration and exhaustion. I brushed a strand of hair from his face, my thumb stroking his cheek.

"You did good," I whispered, my voice softer than before. "Now, how about we try something different?"

He nodded, his eyes lighting up with curiosity. I helped him roll over, positioning him on his back once more. This time, I moved to sit between his legs, my hands resting on his thighs.

"Reverse missionary," I explained, seeing the blank look on his face. "You'll enjoy this, I promise."

With that, I positioned myself over him, my knees on either side of his head. I could see the confusion in his eyes, but I ignored it, focusing instead on the task at hand. I lowered myself onto him, feeling him penetrate me from a new angle. The sensation was intense, and I couldn't help but moan at the contact.

"Oh God," I breathed, moving my hips in slow, deliberate circles. "This feels amazing."

His hands found their way to my hips, gripping them tightly as he tried to match my rhythm. I leaned forward, bracing myself on his knees, and increased the pace. The angle allowed for deeper thrusts, and I could feel his length hitting places it hadn't before.

"Fuck," I groaned, my voice strained with effort. "You feel so good, baby."

His grip tightened even more, and I knew he was close. I reached down, wrapping my hand around his shaft, and began to stroke him in time with my movements. His breath hitched, and I could see the strain in his eyes.

"Come on," I urged, my voice a sultry whisper. "Let go for me."

His orgasm hit hard, his body arching off the bed as he spilled inside me. I rode out the waves of pleasure, my own release building with each passing second. When it finally hit, I collapsed onto his chest, my breath coming in ragged gasps.

We lay there in silence for a moment, the only sound our combined breathing. Then, I lifted my head, looking down at him with a sly smile.

"What's next?" I asked, my voice playful. "More fun, or should we take a break?"

sexy and tall, athletic, muscular toned girl seduce a nerdy and smaller guy. The had sex and tried something like the girl lifting him in order to fuck. Even trying reverse missionary where the guy is the one lying on the bed and the girl is on top.

Tall, Athletic Girl Lifts Nerdy Guy for Passionate Reverse Missionary Sex

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